A WELL TRAINED DOG AND A POORLY TRAINED ONE OFF ITS LEASH. THE POETRY OF THE DUALITY DOES NOT ESCAPE ME.
CUTE. YOU THINK YOU HAVE SOMETHING ON ME, WHEN YOU BOLDLY AND BRAZENLY GO OUT AND FUCK THE LESS BROKEN VERSIONS OF YOURSELF. AS IF THAT’S ANY LESS EMBARRASSING. THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN US IS THAT I HAVE THE WILL TO DO WHATEVER IS NECESSARY TO TAKE WHAT I WANT, WHILE YOUR ONLY BENEFIT IS THAT YOU ARE SO PITIFUL AND ALONE THAT THE ONLY REASON THEY DON’T DENY YOU IS BECAUSE IT WOULD GNAW AT THEIR SAD AND STUPID SENSE OF GUILT. I AM IN CONTROL OF MY LIFE, FROM BIRTH TO DEATH. YOU, ON THE OTHER HAND, WILL ALWAYS BE CONTROLLED BY ONE OF TWO THINGS- MY OWN PET EMPRESS, OR THE TRAUMA AND NEUROSES INFESTING YOUR BRAIN.
sooooo im guessing thats a no on her acknowledging you? shame. i get dicked down every other fucking day so i guess i cant relate!
IT. IS ONLY A MATTER OF TIME. AND PATIENCE.
ahahahahahaha oh my god i cant believe we were afraid of you. then again, we WERE children.
and then we killed you.
and you died.
badly.
AND YET. I STILL HAVE SOMETHING OF YOURS TUCKED AWAY IN MY VAULT, DON’T I?
not mine anymore. keep them!
WELL, IF YOU INSIST. HAAHAA HAAHAA.