--I'd love to tell you that everything's all right. But it's not, so I won't even try. I'd love to assure you that everything will work out fine. But it probably won't, so I won't even lie to you. Cause this thing... what are we even doing? I just don't know if this is the way to go. My conscience is turning into a disease. I didn't mean to be anyone's enemy.
More later of course,