I'm so glad everyone thought slapping a few band-aids in their ribcage was enough to fix all of this.
Because it proves the point, doesn't it? They'll never change. And they can all go back to their pretty little timelines, where everything is sunshine and buttercups, and I'll go back to mine.
And I will never stop until I've torn my way straight to theirs.
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Because it proves the point, doesn't it? They'll never change. And they can all go back to their pretty little timelines, where everything is sunshine and buttercups, and I'll go back to mine.
And I will never stop until I've torn my way straight to theirs.