She's going to go places. She's going to go far in life. Me? I'll probably be dead by the time I'm twenty five. My own hand, I'm sure, will be the one to tie the knot. I think about death a lot. The different ways to die. The best day to do it. This isn't what normal people do. I'm sorry to say it, but it's likely, I'll **** myself before I'm twenty five.
I have a plush elephant named Leone, and he has seen my tears more than any human. It's childish, yes, but I was never meant to be an adult. I'm not, anyway.