If I have to stay here by myself for one more day I'm going to throw myself off of the roof. There was a way out in here but it's long gone. You can count me out if this is what life is. I'm gone. Like I wasn't there at all. You have intimacy issues. I'm afloat on seas of infinite sadness. Nobody's perfect. Sometimes the world just rises up to fuck you over. And by sometime, I mean always. Always. We haven't felt this way in years. So thanks for bringing me back. I owe you one. Unwitting architect of your suicide. Did you think that we would get there in time? Oh serpent. Oh, snake. Making salt from the sea and a very long walk. Well, that's not long enough.