I am becoming frail. I know my emotional setbacks will never allow me to hold on too long, but I have to pull myself through - to achieve my lifelong goal, and at least to see those who deserve to die suffer.

It won't be long for me to break down completely. But I have yet to attain my goals, and it will take alot for me to be exterminated from the surface of this planet. How many have loved me, how many have I hurt, harmed, and manipulated? My brother, my pals, they were my victims. I never had friends in school, because I only treated them nothing more than just classmates. We meet for work, and off we go right after work completion. This is me - not anti-social, but not going to waste time on anyone who just happened to come into my life.

So who actually knew about my problems? lol I wouldn't blame anyone, because I made myself.