I am absolutely done. I don't want friends. I don't want to know anyone new. I want the entire fucking universe to leave me, to spare me. Why must I go on? Why must I have this stoic and viking heart? Why must I curse death and challenge her, to come and take me, if she will have me? Some days, I wish I were a coward. I am certain that it has it's own perks. So, if nothing but to spite you, and spit at your unearned...