[ WP ] Death is looking for you , but you try to convince Death that you are not the person Death is searching for .

I wo n't lie. Yeah, you are looking for me, and yes, it was bound to happen sometime. Do n't worry, I wo n't blame you for what you are. Just doing your job, or destiny, or whatever words are used to narrow down the fact that you are here to kill. 
 
 Not that my life has been sin free. My health is n't perfect. I smoke, drink far too much coffee, did plenty of drugs at the time, partied hard, had sex with perhaps one or two too many strangers. Not that my life is that exceptional. Everyone feels like they're special and unique, but no one is. I'm sure that you heard all these things. 
 
 Saying I have anything to offer you other than my death would be ridiculous. You come for everyone, from the poorest to richest, from the worst to the best. So, we'll not waste time on excuses or begging. I wo n't appeal to your character, because your character is death itself, and that would be both stupid and annoying. 
 
 But, perhaps, I can ask this of you: give a reprieve. Look for someone else, just for a while. We both know you are inevitable. I can promise you this: give me some more life, and I wo n't run the next time you meet me. I wo n't hide. You are what you are, perfect at what you do. 
 
 Let it be said that death is magnanimous, because quite frankly, I could use something to drink and hookers right now. Allow me to celebrate you in my life, not just when it's too late. Because quite frankly, you could use some good PR, and living like you're coming for me at any time would be the best I can give. I'll search you out with sex, drugs, and every unhealthy indulgence. We'll meet up soon enough. 
 
 So, you can either do your thing, hunt me down, and drag me kicking and screaming... or go for a change of pace. I'll seek you out.
