Bye bye Denton. I really liked you. At least I really wanted to like you. But I’ve had to deal with a lot of bullshit from you this last year. I didn’t want much, just a place to live while I figured out what I needed to do for my future, a rest stop if you will. Just a place where I had the freedom to release some of my youthful energy. But instead I feel like I’ve been constantly beaten down. I feel tired, directionless. All of my energy has been sapped, by you. It’s time to quit this place. To quit you. I don’t want to, but there is nothing and no one for me here. Bye bye Denton.