What did you expect?
For me to just stagnate and die?
That I couldn't live without you?
I had to!
I was FORCED TO!
Did you really expect me to shrivel and become less than?
A Shadow of my former self?
I’ve lived that stage of life already.
Edit: Oh great now apparently I’m a dildo in your “mother’s” cunt. Amazing.
Edit: Fuck you and your stupid fucking rules and bets. Fuck you in a bad way. “Every time he writes I survive”
suck on a cactus.
Edit: Voices in my head say your “family” is in competition over me… weird.
They should be aware that I’m only thinking of one person, the person’s who’s name is literally on fucking everything.
This isn’t “playful” its stupid.
