Dear Diary,
Got a knife in my hand right now. I could slit my own throat as easy as anything. It's tempting. It would hurt like hell, but at least it would stop all this...
Or perhaps it wouldn't. Perhaps he'd still find a way, even if I died. Actually, he'd probably kill my family just to show me who's boss. It's the kind of thing he'd do.
I'm nothing to him. A child. A scared little saiyan boy.
"Oh please sir, don't kill my family. Please sir, leave my mind alone."
I bet he'd love me to beg like that. He'd have a real laugh. Bastard. I swear he doesn't need me. Or maybe he does. He's scared of me. Scared that I'll kill him. But maybe he does also actually need me.
I can't figure this guy out. No matter how hard I try.
Help me...