Two pillars have left me so that I can hold on to nothing.

I'm holding on to nothing right now. And I never even thought that this would happen - that this could happen. All the while, I thought what I was doing was right. All the while, I thought everything will be in their proper places, in due time. Just like how people die, and be in heaven, and for some, in hell. But it never happened. And I do not think it would ever happen.

If only I can run out of this fuckin office and smoke marijuana for a couple of minutes, I'll do it. I just hate it right now. Only if I could. Only if I could.

Nothing is left of me.

And I'm gonna thank you for it.