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[You scare me sometimes. I don’t know what’s wrong or how I can help but- I just want to be your friend…]
I know what you did. I know what you did. I know what you did. I know what you did. I know what you did. I know what you did. I know what you did. I know what you did. I know what you did. I know what you did.
DO YOU? DO YOU KNOW WHAT I DID? DO YOU KNOW WHAT REALLY HAPPENED? WHAT WAS IT YOU REALLY SAW? I DON'T THINK YOU KNOW WHAT IT WAS YOU SAW. MY SON.
You are SUCH a tease~ … I HATE IT!
Completely tiresome. I hope you wilt! Or rot. I suppose I'm not sure which one comes more naturally to you. Either way, YOU'RE A FREAK! I WANT YOU GONE FROM OUR GARDEN!
You are a grim reminder of my past mistakes.
I was never even afforded a chance. I could have been a good son.
Are you REALLY one to talk? They say you 'know' everyone for a reason.
WELL WELL, IF IT ISN'T THE COMPANY BICYCLE! HOW'S LETTING EVERYONE HAVE A RIDE BEEN GOING? HAVE YOU GOTTEN FAMOUS YET?
Why would you seriously consciously choose to look like that much of a loser? Do you long to get a 'kick me' sign taped to your back that bad?
I Just Thought The Braces Fit My Personality Better, Edwin. I Just Really Really Liked The Whole Dental Get Up. Is That A Fucking Crime.
Not interested, Quickshot, I already know about how fast you can be. It's not impressive.
TELL ME EDWIN, HAVE YOU EVER WANTED TO SEE A MAN RUN AROUND THE BLOCK IN 5 SECONDS? WOULD YOU LIKE TO?
ACH--- MISS FRIENDLY, NOT MY HAPHAZARDLY STACKED COLLECTION OF ANTIQUE CUPS!!!! THOSE WERE WORTH A FORTUNE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SORRY-! SORRRRRRY!!! SORRY SIR!!!
Very good, Bubble. Come now, join me in the bath, will you?
I’ve mopped, waxed, and polished every possible floor boss!! (except the uh…nurse one) (damn nurse!!!)
… (to be free, is to live.)
Does no one here know where they belong? Go back. She needs you there.
You're hardly the bride I swore to keep.
You're not the man I fell in love with...
[LADYBUG... I'M SORRY I NEVER GOT THE PLEASURE TO MEET YOU.]
The murdered CEO... sometimes I think I can see his ghost walking through the aisles, but it's probably just my eyes. I can feel it in the air... the ladybug is no longer any great symbol of luck.
AH.... Yes, sir, of course, sir. Thank you for letting me live. I am forever in your debt.
Hey, look here Russo. Keep up that good work huh? Stay out of trouble too. Don't want something bad happenin' to ya. 'D hate to see dear little Sabina all alone, y'know.
... I miss you. I... I'm sorry for what I've done. I shouldn't have let my standards get in the way of our love.
(Ah... you're so beautiful... I'm honored to have died looking at your face, my love... I'd die a thousand times more to see you...)
Sorry about your arm. I'm sorry about everything. Please keep your hair long, for me, okay? I miss you.
It's fine, girl, just a little scar. I know how you are though, and everything's alright. I miss you too, you know. I wish you didn't have to go.
I killed the last of the light myself, Lukas. There's no coming back from it. I'm afraid I'm gonna hurt someone too.
Man, you know I'm worried about you. What happened? You used to be so... Kind. You turned cold, Nash. I'm afraid you're gonna hurt someone.
Fia, would it kill you to be more gentle with Sabina? You're going to give her a worse complex than she already has. Plus, if you keep mentioning her weight I think she's gonna get worse. So stop it. Being a bitch isn't a personality trait, nor is it a lifestyle.
Please! She's too sensitive! I can't even joke with her without her getting all pink and whiny!! She's a grown up now, Alessia! She can handle teasing! (No... Not you too... I can't keep losing EVERYONE.... I don't wanna be alone...)
You could stand to get your own style, dear. Not that the one you have is bad, it's just so painfully obvious that you borrowed most of your clothes from other women. It must be hard finding girls that have chests the same size as yours. Oh whatever. Just don't steal.
Awh c'mon Lessi! I only take things because I know I deserve them more! Like this neck tie! I took it from YOU because I just knew I would look better in it! And I know you say I do, don't you? (Where did you go...? Are you safe out there? Is it true that you...?)
[Hi, Rosa. I just wanted to message you to say I really have missed you. I thought about buying your new book. And all the other ones. Just to see if maybe you wrote something about me. I decided not to though. But, I think... If you ever did, you would tell me, right? Or like, if you dedicated a book to me, you'd tell me, right? You want to talk to me, right? You don't hate me, right? You care? Please tell me you care. All I've wanted is for you to care. Rosa, I'm begging you to tell me that you care that I'm gone. If you told me you missed me, I'd get on a plane right now and come home. I really want to come home. I miss you. You were always my idol. You know that. You're so beautiful and smart. I got one of your books from the library, and I thought it was really good. I always wished you would have let me read your poetry when I was younger. I still hoped back then that you'd maybe write about me. Or for me. Either way, I would've been happy. When I was a kid I thought you were the most beautiful girl in the world. I kinda still do. I have a girlfriend now. I think you would like her. She would like you. Please tell Mom I miss her too. Thank you. I love you. I hope you love me too. I hope you really love me too.] ........ "Oh, who am I fooling? I can't send that. Delete."
((Hm. I always hoped that if I tried really hard not to care about you, that it wouldn't hurt if I lost you. I guess I was right. I don't remember feeling that much when you left us. But... At the same time, I feel like I wouldn't have lost you if I tried hard to care about you. Vitino, what have you done out there? I hope you're happy. I hope someone cares about you.))
How can you say that when you stole MY music? You KNOW how personal that is to me! So yeah, hard fucking feelings, Cass! And what gives? Just block me on everything too? You're lucky I can't afford a lawyer.
Hey, come on, no hard feelings, alright Ripley? I just saw the opportunity and took it. You can't blame me.
You really should have killed me while you still had the chance.
I should have killed him while I still had the chance.
You don't hate me, right...? Even after everything, I still consider you my friend, you know... I get it if you don't feel the same, but... I just... I wish you cared about me in the same way I care about you.... Y'know, I really did mean it when I told you I loved you back then. And even now... Oh, Nashy... I think I'm gonna die without you.
I could never hate you, Sandy. I know that. I just don't know what happened. What went wrong...? You were always so sweet, it's so fucked up to imagine that you had the capacity to KILL someone. And it's worse knowing it could've been me, but... Fuck. I also know that this is my fault. You would have been fine if I didn't make you leave. I think... I loved you. I really did, but... Shit. Sandy, you were insane. Even so, I fucking abandoned you. I fucking did this. You killed yourself and you killed other people and it's my fault. Fame isn't fucking worth the blood on my damn hands. Fame isn't worth shit. Everyone around me is so fucking fake, and you were so real. I'll never fucking have someone like you ever again, and it's my fault for not risking my career for you. I miss you and it fucking terrifies me. God damn it, Sandy, it's not like I was fucking happy you were gone or anything, so why didn't you try to come back?
Shut up bitch, I don't care if you're "independent", fact of the matter is I know you'd just break down if I was gone. But yeah alright, I'll just chill. God knows you're a lot better when you're Tas with me. (Not that I'd be happy if you were gone or anything.)
SHUT UP IDIOT, I DON'T NEED YOU AROUND, AND I DON'T NEED ANYONE. I'M NOT WEAK. I'M FINE WITHOUT YOU. i just............. whatever. shut up. just fucking rest so we can fuse again. (I think I'd die without you.)
Written in Article 13: In regards to Mr. Cessaire Turing, he has been nothing but willing to exchange information. However in terms of attempting to form any sort of companionship is futile and not worth giving any serious time nor effort in doing so. Our exchange was brief, simple, to the point, and over with. Any more information in regards to Cenotigene™️ And Orticare™️ will be distributed by my first hand investigations.
[FROM PERSONAL RECORDINGS.] "--Yes, yes, he's- he's a fine man, a fine journalist. Honest, professional. Very well. But... His inquisitive nature and tendency toward judgement is bothersome. Not to mention his... Circumstances... Are not to my taste. Good as one may be at any job, some things are hard to ignore."
... You know. I really fucking loved you once. I really fucking did. I loved you, and it killed me inside, but I still fucking did it. You should have been fucking grateful for the time we had together, you insufferable prick. You ruined my fucking life, and I hope you burn for it. In hell or otherwise.
You thought I was just gonna let you fuck off? After all the time I spent trying to tell you that you *meant* something to me, you thought I was just gonna take you humiliating and abandoning me like I was *NOTHING*? THREE FUCKING YEARS, YOU STUPID BITCH. YOU THOUGHT.