What fucking wizardry I must inherit; From smooth liquid, to jagged solid... yet I don't believe I was ever either.

Jesus christ, why do you make everything so fucking complicated!

Life was pretty simple before you came around, bitch! Now I've apparently disguised myself to seduce you, yet you made the first move. Irony is not in your favor today, that's simply impossible. How the fuck am I at fault for your own misjudgement!? Wipe the blood from those eyes, for once, and see it for how it really is. Not everyone is out to get you! You're not that special. Your a fuckin' mantis, just like the rest of them.

I didn't ask for anything, and you've given me everything in return. Such burden doesn't belong on my shoulders, let alone inside my methods. You know who I am... you remembered when I didn't, and you knew what would happen. Now I'm stuck here, with broken pictures and an empty bottle, without a clue as to why.

Ordinarily, I wouldn't care. I could laugh! I had nothing invested but your own intentions. But now you've put the blame on me for something you started, left for finished, and couldn't handle when the pieces fell apart.

And _WHAT PIECES_!?

Shattered blocks can't build a castle! What were you thinking?!

Fuck it! I simply don't care what you're feeling. You brought it on yourself!

I don't care!

I don't!

NO!