00. Prologue
I’ve always found it funny how people take away their lives so easily.
They simply need to grab a gun, or some pills, or something sharp enough to cut and then they’re gone.
Gone and leaving the world to deal with the fading memory of their existence.
If you ask me, it’s almost selfish.
It’s unfair how they can escape their problems so easily but we are left here to suffer.
Those of us who are too afraid or weak to even make a scratch.








