Yeah, I have enemys, Not many friends.. Infact none... My life was a herd, That was the good life...Till I chose the wrong path....The path....Of suicide. How did this happen? Well this is my story... I had a herd, But no mate. So I am looking for a beautiful young doe....While i am looking. I get lucky, She was beautiful. I walked up to her and introduced myself, As did she. We became good friends, But i didn't know there was another male involved.. I met the male... and I got a bit mad. I had the choice of leaving this beautiful doe or to kill this male.... And yep..I killed him, After the fight. I stared at the cold lifeless body, And the doe played me, my reputation became horrible, I am alone....Searching for that one beautiful doe once again.. But it is failing, I am slowly dying of depression, I loose all hunger, Im skinny only skin and bone. I see happy herds dancing and playing, And thinking "Oh, That good be me someday" But I stand corrected... But I have found her. I met her and she is a beautiful doe. Forget it. She has a mate already. Im done.

Just please make the right choices.......I dont want you to end up like me...