Life hurts

How are you doing? Are you okay?

No.

Do you want to talk about it?

Maybe later.

I'll be here.

What am I gonna do?

I think we should talk, farmboy.

Nothing good is happening. I need to escape.

Escape from what?

Failure.

You're not a failure.

I need to go to bed. For, like, a fuckin' month.

You'll be all right. It's just a contest.

It's about more than that.

How so?

Life hurts. I'm alone. No hope.

Depression?

Past depression. Full-on...I don't know, man. I'm so fuckin' pathetic. We'll talk later, okay? I'm going to bed.

I want to talk later. Don't forget.