Even Lousier ProseWhy am I doing this? So many things I wish I could change, so many things I wish I could erase. I live on my own fear and rage, choking it down even as it destroys all the good in me. I live for nothing but the imaginary stories in my mind. Once they're gone, I'm gone. Bang, bang, just like that. You can only hide from reality for so long before it comes for you, demanding blood and tears. I hate you with all I have but I'm the only wolf at my door.I hope you learn your lesson this time.You should never bet on the underdog.