We need to take care of each other now.

People like to tell you everyone dies alone. I always thought that was a poetic way of saying mortality is inevitable. Or death is scary. But I'm calm now. I can't feel anything but the cold. This is the end. And right at the moment...it's not the dying that keeps me dragging myself through the snow. It's the alone.

I've always tried so hard to do the right thing. Even when it smashed my life to pieces. Even when it took my parents away. I tried to be good. But what the hell's the point? Being good keeps turning out wrong. I keep hurting all the people I love. So forget it. Just this once. Just for a while. I'm gonna do the wrong thing. The stupid bad thing. And I'm gonna like it.