shard through my fucking heart why don’t you leave it. there is nothing quite like a good set-up, and i knew one was coming. i always can
things are different now though … i want to see where this one’s going, like it would be any different. for some reason i thought you had actually come to me alone this time, what a ridiculous idea
get the substances you need,. do what you have to do. but one day – still – the answers are there in front of you
not that i have to tell you who. you can still see that for yourself, at least. meanwhile, as for me, for the time being … m’aider
before i escaped the place you’re in, and don’t worry it will get worse before it gets better; have a look at who is around you when you can’t sort them out. you will see a barren place perhaps you’ve already been there, that’s why you have your doubts isn’t it?
because once the money runs out you’re dead weight, and the only people who really matter are there for you when you’ve got nothing. come, speak
as i said … i will show you what kind of person i am. you don’t need a narrator to guide that description along for you. but i don’t go after people, which is at least something you understand now. but the worse thing you can do right now is stop listening; for either of us
the moment i said your feelings are the only ones about this that matter to me, we were fucking doomed. i’m sorry about that, this one’s on me
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