
MU̶SE
@unceasingUnity
THE DEAD ONE.

HM. I’M NOT U̶SED TO FEELING SO MU̶CH PITY FOR MY YOU̶NGER SELF.

WHAT IS SHE U̶P TO.

THE SECRET TO EVERY PU̶PPET IS THAT WHEN YOU̶ TAKE THEM FROM THEIR DOMAIN OF ABSOLU̶TE KNOWLEDGE AND CONTROL, THEY ARE U̶LTIMATELY SPOILED BRATS DEEP DOWN.

DISGU̶STING.

I’M ENJOYING THIS TOO MU̶CH.

INSU̶LTING MYSELF AND THE PU̶PPET IS FAR TOO EASY. TOO MU̶CH OF A DIVERSION. HM.

HM.

HE KEEPS TALKING.

A PITY THE MISTRESS FLED FROM THE SPOTLIGHT. I HAVE SO MU̶CH MORE MOCKERY TO MAKE.

SAD AND PATHETIC.

ENOU̶GH DISTRACTIONS. I RETU̶RN TO WANDERING. AND WATCHING. FOR NOW.

IS SHE BEGGING STRANGERS TO KILL ME.

I DON’T BELIEVE IN HER TO ACTU̶ALLY CHANGE. EVER. NOT IN ANY WAY REAL WAY. SHE IS DRIVEN BY EGO AND PERFECTIONISM. EVEN THIS IS JU̶ST PART OF IT. PERHAPS I’M WRONG. BU̶T IF NOT, AS I EXPECT, I WILL BE HERE. OR RATHER. I ALREADY WAS.

A PATHETIC PERFORMANCE.






