This is not a human being. It doesn't have troughs or feelings. But it's killing the ones who do. I don't want to die young.

Please.

Please, don't reduce our planet to ashes. People love you. You have hobbies. Indulging in them is worth it, trust me. Please, don't forget how to be human.

Why is it so hard to give up the illusion of closure? I know but I believe in you. They believe in you. Please. Forget about this and go live a real life.