It stops here, its the end of the line, no need to whine, I will be just fine. Stop babying me. Dont feel bad if you forget about me, I will soon enough be a faded memory. Please dont cry, dont blame yourself. It was not your fault, you dont have to keep my picture on the shelf. I know none of this is fun, and should not have been done. But what can I say that brought me to this, its the end of the line, it stops here.