As a single person, there are nights when you’re fine, and nights when you’re so alone it makes every inch of you, body and soul, cry out in distress and unbearable, solitary sadness.
Tonight I am very, very alone.
A curse on everyone. Just everyone. A pox on all their houses. On all your houses, all you humans. You and all of your uncaring kind should be euthanized to make way for the rats and cockroaches.