Ciccone House
( Dream Street, Central Paradise )

This is it.

I've had enough. It doesn't go anywhere. I don't understand, it's so pointless. What am I supposed to do?

What is it I'm supposed to get out of any of this? I don't understand the reasons. There aren't any.

I don't know what is expected of me under these conditions. It seems like an impossible situation,

although I'd prefer to know that it isn't irreversible. Because I've had enough of this, I can't function.

If that's what I should do, cause I don't have a clue. Someone should tell me.

Feels like I can't take any more, it's pointless. Fuck this shit. There must be some way out of this.

But I don't know what it is because none of this is within my power. It's not up to me.

It's totally fucking ridiculous.

I can't take any of this. It doesn't make sense, it's just doesn't go anywhere.

I don't know what anyone else would do. I can't do anything. It's not that interesting. Even if it was, I wouldn't be that interested. Nobody's telling me what to do, except they're telling me to do things I don't want to do, in fact, I can't do them.