I'm tired of getting affected by all of this shit.

[The harsh note of bitterness that's been hinting in his voice comes out full force, hard enough to take someone's breath away. he finally raises his head, staring angrily into the distance.]

I'm tired of watching people I care about get hurt and die in front of me and I have no fucking way of changing it. I'm sick of knowing that I'm trapped here, along with everyone I give a damn about because some assholes say we should be. I'm tired of seeing those same people vanish, and being both upset that they're gone and happy that they won't have to deal with any of this anymore. That their suffering is over while we keep crawling on the damn ground in agony!

[His volume slowly grows, until he's yelling out that last bit.

Then he flops back on the couch, breathing hard, lifting his arms and placing his hands on his face.

When he talks next, it's quiet. Soft. and so very, very sorrowful.]

...And I'm....I'm so tired. I'm tired of this shitty fucking place. I'm tired when I wake up, and when I go to sleep, and it never fucking changes.

I just...want it all to stop.