User blog:Wolfdragon Rex/Random Blog

Depressed, broken, guilt-ridden. Those words describe him perfectly. That shell of a man, left behind, barely worth anything. The lowest lifeform, cursed with existance, wishing it could all be over.

Constantly battered down by both strangers and those he thought he could trust. Humiliated, forgotten, miserable.

Nowhere to turn to, no future in sight. Forbidden to do what he wants. Undesirable.

New ideas form in his head. The one way to escape his prison. One way for it to end. Lumbering, unnoticed.

The only happiness he's felt in years. The best he's felt. Then it's gone with one small movement. Destined to be forgotten forever.