i'm done. i'm so tired. i'm dead to the world as much as the world is dead to me. i'm empty. i've lost my soul. i feel no pain, no joy, no sadness, no happiness, no misery, no emotion, no love, no warmth, no hope, no life. i've had enough of trying, pretending everything is going to be ok. this life holds nothing more for me. i feel no more life inside me. i'm just a whole lot of emptiness in a whole lot of space. nothing means anything to me anymore. i have nothing. no strength left to fight. i'm gone.

only one week left. everything that is anything will become now. it feels so out of our control, but everything is in our hands. if we deserve it, we will be there. only thing left to do now is to prove it. this is the last. the end of it all. it happens now. the time has come.