That was good, I have to admit. I'm tearing up. My fragile id just can't handle such an insult. My hands are shaking. My night is ruined. God, why was I born?! Why, God, was I given this life when EchoBane's disapproval clearly validates my unworthiness? Now, friends, I strike out in search of the nearest bridge and body of water, upon which I shall fill my pockets with heavy stones and throw myself from it, destined only for the cold depths of a watery grave. Cruel, cruel world...thy name is EchoBane.