It's too late.

You missed your chance to become a beloved animator. You let being a Youtuber fly by you. You missed your flight to becoming a successful game developer.

It's too late.

Every opportunity you could have taken when you were young, you passed up. They'll never be offered to you again. All ideas now exist inside your mind permanently, possibly slowly dying.

It's too late.

Every attempt you achieve now will be null and void. Every position, passion and talent has been taken up by millions of people. If you try, you'll be ignored and only the void will be here to see it. There's simply just no more room.

It's too late.

You were born defective and grew up broken. There is no hope, no light in sight. What's the point? *Where's* the point?

It's too late. Better get back in bed. You don't want to be known as a failure in this world, don't you?