WELPS - I'M OUTTA HERE.

I bolted.

I fled from the scene, I fucking ran.
That's right folks, I'm leaving.

GOODBYE.

ENJOY YOUR WEEKEND.

YOU CAN ALL GO ABOUT YOUR BUSINESS.

HAVE FUN WITH YOUR STUPID LAPTOPS.
Lord God I'm pathetic.

I'm a fraud and a failure.

I have absolutely no future. NOTHING I do works. I can't hold on to ANYTHING.
ALL I WANT IS A NICE GIRL TO COME ALONG AND HOLD MY HAND AND TELL ME EVERTHING'S GOING TO BE OKAY.
What could have possibly brought me to this point? Do any of us have control over our destinies? Are we just pre-programmed to commit one horrible mistake after the next?

HELLO, WORLD!! Look at me go, lopsidedly propelled across the universe courtesy of my own lameness.
It was not a graceful exit, to say the least.