From the introduction:
You lived without compromise, though adapting was never your strong suite. You have a few good traits, and boy, you can be damn sure, that you have many not-so-good ones. You were giving your best, showing your worst. You laughed loudly, and cried silently. You played for high stakes, and you lost. You lost bad. Defeated and lonely, yet not broken. Tempering ambitions, just to live trough yet another day. Still possessing that something, not letting you spiral into despair. You have it here - signed and sealed in blood - in a rose tattoo.