Let it be known now that i will not stand for this anymore. i will not be the scapegoat, i will not be the dog at your feet, i will not take any of this. i will rather kill and remove you.
stand up, sit down.
sit down, stand up.
You make me sick. because i am sick. because its all my doing, and my incompetence at doing anything about it makes me hate you more. like the villain i resent you for making me like this, even though i am the crafter. i am the one who pulled it in.
but i am, i will....
smile.
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