What's so good about giving up? Is it better to escape from reality, to the point where you're throwing away your hope?
Maybe I'm still the same as I was then. I'm just looking out at the world through a crack in a closet door...
There's no better revenge I could have gotten than this. You asked me if I enjoyed watching him die. No, I didn't. I couldn't bear to hear the repulsive screams he made as he died an agonizing death. I felt the same way when you were crushing your own men
