The lowpoint of... everything.
A guy only gets so many chances, I screwed up my only serious relationship. My grandfather's condition is worsening and sometimes I just think he would be better off dying than suffering like this. It's terrible, I know, but that's just how I feel. This is the best summer ever. Sure, friends cheer me up, and I can still have fun, but deep down somewhere in the recesses of my feelings I am just not content? Fuck.
I just want to thank my friends. You guys make me feel better.
I just want to thank my friends. You guys make me feel better.