Everything's different now.
It all started with one girl, if she didn't do it, maybe everybody would've figured it out before she died.
A suicidal girl, I never used to get suicide. I always thought it never got you anywhere, but now. Now I finally understand why people do it.
As I get the feeling of wanting to do it everyday, But I don't, I have hope.
Like a tunnel, it always ends, there's always light at the end. I just hope it's the same in this case.
So as I was saying, this girl, she went and committed suicide, and then this all started.
She turned into a dead cannibal, something you only see in movies.
But this isn't a movie, this is life.
We're all infected. It's not the bite that turns you, it's the death. As long as your brain is fine, you turn.
It feels like a really long drive when you're 5. The road feels like it's never gonna end.
But now, all I have to do is survive, and aim for the head.
But after all, I'm just craven inside.