I tried a lot, but it kind of spiralled downwards. Honestly, the thing that was holding me here, I mean, the people, they're doing rather fine without me. I'm not needed, and I'm lonely. Sadly, I can't just keep on surviving blankly staring at people and giving empty smiles when as soon as I feel like I'm important, something happens and I become worthless. My friends, they know who they are, I'll never leave them, but the rest are doing just fine without me. I was a bad presence to begin with. The only thing I ever did was harm, to everyone, and I broke everything I touched. From the beginning we knew it'd end up like this. I can't be here just kind of on the side, when no one else is good enough so I'm a last resort. I'm a third option, I'd say. So, I guess from now on I won't be an option at all. Bye.