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He Doesn't Have Demons. He's Not Batman, He Doesn't Struggle With Inner Turmoil. The Nature Of This Character Is That He Puts Himself Last And Helps The Common Good. So He Could Easily Slip Into A World Of Boredom, The Blessing And Curse Of Captain America Is That He Doesn't Have That Fancy An Ability. He Doesn't Live In Another World, Or Turn Green. He Doesn't Have Bells And Whistles, He Doesn't Shoot Missiles. He Punches And Kicks.

Every Guy I Know Has Some Sort Of Freak Injury In Their Body.

I Can Handle The Craziness Some Of The Time, Maybe Most Of The Time. But I Know I Can't Handle It All Of The Time.

But My Happiness In This World - My Level Of Peace - Is Never Going To Be Dictated By Acting.

I Weep At Everything. I Love Things So Much - I Just Never Want To Dilute That.