[Oof. That's a good question.]

This may be living, but is it a life?

[Is it? He honestly doesn't know.]

I'll admit that some of the things here have been.. nice. People are more understanding. Or tolerant I suppose. But people arrive and leave with no purpose - it's in a constant state of flux. Chaos.

There's no real longevity here. Sure there's people who've been here for years, but would you really want to be here forever? Constantly in turmoil, unable to die because Hope will bring you back, watching people come and go.