text: Whatever I wanted to do - I'd have the most fun ever.  Loot shops, be naked a lot, drive whatever cars I wanted at whatever speed I liked, wander the planet like something out of a movie wearing a leather trench-coat with a shotgun in hand and a katana strapped to my back, just spend a lot of time doing the things I can't do now because of other people.  \nAnd when the novelty of all that eventually wears off I would succumb to the depression bought on by being totally alone and kill myself.  After all, what's the point in being alive if there's no one else to share life with?