Whew, what a run. What a goddamn fucking awful run I've made in my horribly short life. I can't take another year of this, nor the year after that, and so forth. I just can't. All the insecurities that have developed upon me are much too brutal, there's just no way out. Each day, watching and reeling at seeing how happy and successful my peers are while I drown in my isolation and insecurity. There's so much I wanted to do, yet now that I'm looking back it doesn't matter. People are constantly being born as others die. There's probably another one out there who will eventually replace everything I was but better. I'll just be another number on a statistic, another lost cog in the machine no matter how bright or unusual, it's all the same. I am a coward? Yes, yes I am, but what of it? Death is egalitarian, it truly sees nothing different among all humans, among all life. This Sunday seems like an opportune time to go. There's a very tall bridge within driving distance, guess I'll go pay my visits.