But she never just accepted me for the way I was.

People don't change. There are two kinds of people in the world: winners and losers. Black and white. I don't know where gray fits in, or if you can even live in that shade.

I want to tell them, "Chip, Kim, there is no way to suicide-proof a person.

I didn't tell him. And I never told her the whole truth. What would it matter? There was nothing she could do; nothing anyone can do or will do.

Trust. That was what this was all about. If you can't trust the one you love, you don't have anything.

How will you be remembered? As a loner and a loser.

Yeah, I hear the truth. But this is my truth.