Depression is the worst kind of killer. It corners you at night, or when you're all alone, and slowly eats away at any shred of happiness it can fine, until there's nothing left, but pain, and eventually, death.
Wait, what? ... But I'm a.... Okay... *invites Grell, Undertaker, Ronald Alan, and William over for lunch* Grell: "Where's Bassy?" Adrian: *smiles* Alan: "Thanks for inviting me." Will stays silent. Ronnie: "So, what's for lunch?" Me: "Heehee... Apples!!" *all stare with awkward silence* Me: ".......... Damn you Death Note." *serves pizza* - Makkura Murasaki