Shadows upon the stage.
I think I'm going to kill myself soon.
Why go on?
I don't know how many of you deal with this... I've lived my life. I'm old enough. What is there to live for?
I tried killing myself, I just tried doing it for someone else. There was a moment where I didn't mind dying bravely for my king.
But we have no kings anymore. Only presidents.
I'm worthless. I wish women could understand what that feels like.
I have nothing worth breeding. My genes are best left forgotten.
I've fought against my genes my entire life. How fitting I die fighting them.
What's the point?
Listening to: E-Mantra - Firefly
Watching: Too much news
Eating: Chicken, chicken and uh, leftover chicken!