Mood: tired
Listening to: silence
You can shoot me, if you find me.
I'm sorry to always let you two down. I don't know exactly how I got
myself here, but you've lost all faith it seems. I don't know what to
do anymore.
I'm just spinning wildly.
Maybe through acts, I'll redeem myself. Although...
I have doubts. I have fears. If you ever did in the first place, won't you accept my word again?
I hate this.
Secrecy.
Run. Hide. Run. Hide.
I should just go shoot myself and save you the trouble. Yes, that'd be so...invigorating, I'm sure. Very, very exciting, indeed.
