Dead by dawn

What can you fucking tell me that I'm not aware yet?
Nothing I guess...
We'll be dead by dawn, it's just a matter of time. The game's ending, just as we knew it would.
What do you feel, like, right now?
Emptiness... anger... I'm not sure about it. It's funny because, we look like grumpy old fellows, always complaining the same old things. Whatever happens, we'll be there complaining. Always fucking complaining. It's not anyone's fault.
What if it is?
Then I don't know. I feel my heart beating, I don't like it. It's disturbing, like every heartbeat felt like a bang.
What else do you hate?
Not being able to accomplish my missions. Being forced into liking people. To like someone is to delve deeper into hell. Don't you hate it too? Thinking about someone is retarded. We're made for destruction, because by being forced to like someone, by, who knows what demented being, transforms what could be some good feeling, into hatred. To miss someone is to admit that you're useless. And that just fuels the ruthless tyrant that lives inside each one of us, screaming we are no good.
Just go to fucking hell.
Leave me to my nightmares.