The End

I finished the book.

And I finished a part of myself.

It's the end of me. Well, in a way. I'm offing myself... the part of myself that wanted to off myself. That's crazy, huh?

But why would I want to end this? All you have to do is remember that in every situation, though it may not seem like it, you have a blank canvas to work with. I can paint the picture how I see it, how I want it to be. I have so much.

I'm just excited I finally realize it.