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more thoughts on the birdfuck genderfuck davefuck scenario: the key difference between me and him is that i spent 4 months in the company of rose lalonde exclusively. the implications of this are deeply concerning. did she fuck with my brain for fun or did she unpick the complexes? it remains to be seen. but either way its her doing. the lalondes have harmed me yet again. or maybe not cause being a woman is pretty fucking cool actually. but still get your hand out of my goddamn brain girl. treating me like a frankenstein monster got electrodes hooked up to that shit nasty ass glove fondling my brain folds. not cool
Perhaps it was simply four months with only a girl for company when for the rest of your life all you had had was a man. Perhaps the sudden juxtaposition between companions shook something loose in you whereas Dave was surrounded by a more mixed crowd. You saw in me what it could mean not to be a man, and Dave saw in Karkat what it could mean to be a better man.
I should add, those four months were spent with a girl who looks a lot like you when you look closely.
or maybe you were slipping estrogen into my apple juice we have no way of knowing
You have no way of knowing. My machinations will go with me to my gaudy mausoleum mrrow :3