From here on, there's nowhere to sink any further. As I withdraw into my shell, depression is settling in and hitting me hard. It is like some sick movie as I watch myself morph into a kind of person that can do nothing but despise everything about himself. Oh yeah, this is the pits alright. I am past being angry. That phase has run its course and expended its fiery energy. I can't even be bothered to hate myself any longer.
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Basketball fanatic. Music lover. Compulsive reader. Cherisher of friends. Bane of creeps. Independent soul. Solitude embracer. Enthusiastic socialiser. Adrenaline rush addict. Solace searcher. Nirvana seeker. Pragmatic prick. Romantic idealist.
Of course, last but not least: Cynical ol' fool
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