February 27, 2005
The pain was worse than I'd ever felt. I started to inexplicably hear Meat Loaf in my head. YOU GOTTA BELIEVE IT! AND I WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR LOVE AND THEY'LL NEVER BE NO TURNING BACK! This was the soundtrack of my desperate steps. I ran and I ran but I couldn't outrun the fat bastard. When the female singer began her lyric, I started to weep. Crying and trying to run out the madman, the cheesy love song destroyed me. This was it. This had to be the end of me. I couldn't get to the razors fast enough.