It had been so normal. Everything. How I missed it. Now I was always tired, always unhappy. Nothing brought me happiness anymore. I had no friends, unless you count that freak. My career was gone, and all of the people who I love. I had betrayed them. No, he had. That demon had. He ruined my life. He ruined everything. I never asked to be this way. Crazy. Untrustworthy. I was right in the middle of his bull shit. 'Chosen' he called it. Why me? Why did he have to come ruin my life? And ruin others'. All the people I've hurt... I don't want to think about it. I guess it's not a good idea to continuously mock something as great as Antisepticeye.