We were all young, fun as they could.
Came to boring parties, drinking booze, hoping to relax or sleep, on the morning of hated the world, everything seemed to be filthy disgusting.
Familiar?
Focused as a suicide on his shit, which he gave rise. On the problems, fears, which HE regularly fed.
Please look inside yourself, remember who you are and why you're here.
And times*fuck all this dross, if you are strong. Either get if you're not ready.
After all, the biggest sin is to go against yourself, your divine nature.