>>5291"I'm not 'doing theatre' for your benefit; I'm confronting the suicidal silences between us.
>>5293"You'll find me sipping my morning joe sunside, long before your cramped little world realizes I'm the one who wielded delicacy.
>>5290"A storm is coming, and I'm not referring to weather. Summoning the might of a thousand suns and convincing oneself of delusions won't save you when the darkness finally claims you."
>>5294"I'm not 'on my high horse'; I'm standing on solid ground, contrasting your ephemeral, self-righteous anger.
