"I have to go, be good." he tells me.
Be Good.
but i am not good. i am not capable of goodness and i certainly don't choose it.
i am not good and i do not deserve to be treated as such, so i will not.
in doing this, i am even less good.
i am a Parasite.
a tumour.
a bruise.
i am empty of all things good.
fall in love with the empty girl.
HUG
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