Stupidity twice repeated

You know what? Once again enough is enough. I will never put myself out there ever again! NEVER EVER. What's the point? Why keep setting up suicide missions all the time. Stupid, stupid me!! Arrghhhhh...

Innocently walking, like the duck that I am, to the middle of an open field. Arranging my feathers as I sit back and wait for a nice afternoon of nothing but sitting in the sun. Why did the possibility of a massacre not even come to mind?

What do you get for being too trusting and optimistic? You get your ego BUTCHERED!

Note to self: If you want to survive, get fucking jaded NOW.

Where's a bloody rock song when you need one?