From the deepest part of my empty stomach, I will find a meaning to this found artifact that I will chose to name Charlie D'amelio. Why did I name it Charlie D'amelio? For the same reason why life exist, there is no true insight into why anything is. All meanings of things hide behind a mist of fog. I hope you can understand what I have to say to you, but to be brutally honest, I wrote this down because I've changed, and I don't care about a single being in this reality nor anything that may be conceived. But even because of that, I love you. All of you, no matter how you are, or whether you are disliked, I cannot truly hate one individual. The beard that forest my lower face, irritates me, I cannot ignore the sensation of every single particle touching my chin. Things I've said before haunts me, not because of its significance, but more of its in significance, I ask myself if I would to change these phrases and actions, would it change the perspective of me and how I feel about myself? I doubt it would, would probably be the same pathetic little boy that was no good at anything he tried his hand at. Maybe drowning in the middle of ocean can be a peaceful death, one where no one has to worry about me, and I can just hear the sound of water surrounding me, as I lose consciousness. I'm hungry, I'm going to get a snack and finish this later.