Maybe it is better to end it all.
Vincent thought to himself as he stared at the- what appears to be- bottomless pond.
It strangely had a calming effect on him. Or maybe he just didn't want to fight the inevitable.
He didn't have a life.
What he has can't be considered anything.... His life didn't have any meaning.
No one would even shed a tear if he were to die.
Not even his father. If anything, he'd be annoyed at having lost his heir. Or maybe, maybe, he'd be happy- as it'd mean more attention and if anything his father was excellent at, it was convincing people to be his mindless toys.
They wouldn't even realize they are being played for a fool.
His mother? He didn't have a clue who she was.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. His muscles loosened- as it would bef
