Kill me please. Do it fast and easy, it's much better than dying of disease or starving from the constant need for food and drink because we can't stop and do something else besides breed. Just constantly piling and piling till we fall like trees all because of our own stupidity, and believe me I don't want to fall but like trees we can't flee from the lumberjack we sent out because we dug our own grave due to the constant need for money and pleasure, oh geez. Don't come crawling to me to end your misery for I too will be on my knees getting ready to plead for my own misery to flee from this wretched place of greed.
