As prophecized in the scriptures of the Lordt, I really got what I was asking for if being humiliated and cut through the heart were the top two items on my wishlist. He didn't say much. More like, he let my conclusions resonate in the awkward silence until they were deafening. Uggh!
I don't want this heart anymore. I think it's defective, and I can tell you with absolute certainty that it's broken to pieces right now.
Fuck.
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