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.