when the person you wanted to uplift was jealous of you the entire time. . . especially when you all split? Wow, you really wanted me for my drive and ambition, and money . . . and instead of working on yourself you'd rather kill me and disfigure me to take what I have. This world is nothing like I keep imagining it to be and it's times like these that sober one up to the honest environment we live in. Cold, heartless, lazy, weak, simple individuals. You may knock me down but somehow I will emerge. I just can't believe my story ends here.