Why am I even being all suicidal and murder-ish for? I mean killing won't really proof anything to anyone, nor will all this senseless violence. Then why am I even alive again?

I mean hearing music is good, having friends is good too.

This shit runs deep. Even after all this I am getting more and more narcissistic. Feeling more and more special, which makes me feel significantly less marketable and too childish. This is good. Good.