Combine:
• 18 years of a sheltered upbringing
• 15 years of depression and nigh-unshakeable opinions
• ∞ cups of water
• A dash of stupidity
• 31 cups of possible immaturity
• Heaps of goddamned boredom into a viciously deep cycle of neuroticism, misanthropy, and suicidal ideation
And you churn out the sad excuse of a human who calls himself Mar.