Coming up on the 1st will be the first anniversary of something that should have never happened, and it seems like God is being a little bastard and playing with me, like the whole affair is some sick little joke. He should have never died, that accident should have never happened, and he should still be alive. Every time I think of him I curse God, and every time I look at his brother, I see his smile, his laugh, but in a sick, twisted facsimile. What the fuck God? Is this some sick little joke of yours? "Oh, I took your best friend from you, and deprived the world of one of the best humans to ever live, but here is his brother. That is a suitable replacement". Guess what you divine fuckhead? HE ISN'T!!! Sean will NEVER be the man his brother was, and you WILL fucking burn for taking Scott from us!! Nothing can replace the original article, and nothing you give me will placate me. You can't satisfy me with some half-assed replacement God. Give us back the original article, or stop playing your sick little joke on me...

Oh, and God. If you EVER try this shit with Ana, I will fucking tear you off your throne myself and make you suffer for all eternity, you sick little fuck.