The smallest casket you make will do.

the palpable mediocrity of her existence, knowing all promises to better herself were forever empty.

you are not good enough.

You really thought I cared about you?

I was left cold, alone, unloved and forgotten.

I lied to myself.

While it was them who took it all, you'll always feel it was your fault. 

With the weight of the world crashing down atop me I ended it all.

The last breath left his body, and simultaneously, the fighting spirit slipped from her grasp.

"You were a mistake."