Staring Down the Barrel
K. Mason

If you ask me, there are some things worth fighting for. Hope, life, happiness . . . I would die for these things. How far would I go to get these things? No farther than necessary, but as far as I must.

I guess it's important to remember that every coin has two sides. If you live for nothing, then you'll die for nothing. If you don't fight for what's yours, well, then you'll lose it. I'm not saying to go beat up the guy who stole your girlfriend, I'm saying that when a someone does steal what means the most to you, you can either roll over and die, or you can go and get it back. I'm a fan of the latter option.

It always seems so much easier to just give in, though. I guess in a way it is. I mean, is it easier to give up than to fight for what's yours? Yeah. But it's far more rewarding to hold on to what you love no matter what.

There may come a time, when you're staring down the barrel of a .45, and in one hand you'll hold your life, and in the other you'll hold your heart. Then, you'll have to choose: will you die for something, or will you live for nothing?