Truly just typing a bunch of nonsense.
Your need to mention your attractiveness and none of your actual redeeming qualities only proves to me more that your "goodness" is just a front you're putting up for your friends. Do you have a lover? Does he know about the things you really think? How you really feel about people lesser than you? Probably not. You'll never tell because you want people to think that you've changed but you haven't and you won't. You know what's good for these people and yet to choose to sit there and act like you're just part of the team? You're an entire team on your own and you need to get a fucking grip. Wasted potential.
I have. I'm not friends with these people anymore. I bent over backwards to keep them from turning out how they did, nearly killed myself a dozen times over to make them see that they were becoming fucking cardboard cutouts. Only one sees things for how they are and I was able to save him, but. Even with my powers, there isn't anything that can be done. It was time to let go and move on.
That may have been the case for you, but I know exactly what I'm doing. I know how to fix this. I'm sorry for the many that you've lost but this doesn't deter me one bit from my goal.
You've already got it covered, don't you? What's another asshole gonna get done that you can't? Let's be honest, real man to man shit. We both know what you really want. You don't want *me* to do shit. You don't want another you. You just want to hurt yourself. So go on. Do what you gotta do, and die. You don't need me to whip yourself. You've got plenty of you to go around right where you are. I don't have to be good, I just have to pitch in, instead of bitch out. I've always needed them more than they needed me. We'd both be fish food without Roxy, or Jane. Maybe you should stop by the ocean sometime, have a nice beachside picnic all on your lonesome. Maybe you'll remember the lure.
Would both of you *please* at least take this somewhere else? Goodness.