Unloading.

Okay. What did you expect? Everything to fall into place? Was everything supposed to say, "Uh oh, here comes echthroi, better get out of its way." Bull. You know better than that, so what's the deal? Huh? You're not better than everyone. You aren't better than anyone. What you claim is bull, and you know it. You know it. Then you lie anyway. You're going to end up killing yourself if you keep on this way, you know. Yourself and any fool you bring alon with you. idiot. When did you lsoe your mind, huh? When did the Night Runner jump into a trench and start digging? You make me sick.

Tirade to mind, and every excuse is gone, every reason has been used. All alone I believe, all alone I cling to memory.

Shut up. Idiot. The only lost concept is you. You made 10 thousand dollars last year, Zach. More, even. How much do you weigh now? I don't think you even know what you're doing wrong. You don't do jack-rabbit crap, and you think you're being existentialistic. Liar. Moron. Stop resisting, fool. Start typing. Don't look at me like that, you know I'm right. 10 thousand dollars!!! Where are you going?!?

I need sleep.

Death is too good for me.

Indeed.