"What the hell else am I supposed to do?"

His voice breaks then, because while he appreciates the thought, he can't see through to it. Everything's tainted, has been for too long, twisted and turned around so tightly he can't find the way back out.

"Nobody else around here thinks any different, so why not? Shit, that's just...my whole fucking life. Who's mom just....bails on them? And leaves them with that piece of shit? There's gotta be a reason, otherwise it's just..."

Pointless. Meaningless.