Fine, I guess I'll just stay here and eat dirt or whatever.

Enjoy myself? There's a worm in my brain, I'm surrounded by idiots, and all I've got to drink is wine that tastes like vinegar.

You could've asked me to do the same - to throw myself at her, what I wanted be damned. But you didn’t. And I’m grateful.

I have witnessed dar too much, and you have given me too little. Finally, I can see.

Peace. Enjoy it while it lasts.