Talk:Don't Give Up/@comment-27323677-20151205204206

It felt like a bad dream, to come so close to a happy ending, and have flowey rip it from you yet again. It was frightening to see every one of the friends you have made in danger, soon to be crushed before your eyes. Do they wince, do they cry in fear? No. They cheer and smile. Because they believe in you.

"It matters not how strait the gat, How charged with punishment the scroll. I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul." Invictus - William Henley.