Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, the crap really hits the fan.

Now what? How do you clear up a mess as big as this?

Is there any coming back from absolute chaos?

I have to believe in hope. I have to believe in my love for Death, for a future beyond this pain and drama.

But why does hope feel like such a foolish dream at this point? Damn.

An ending is coming . . .

I just hope I survive it.