One positive to your cloned and evenly distributed egregore of fleeing cowardice is that I am no longer obligated to tell you the truth.

...since you are a demon, or at least possessed, and all of that fucking mess wherein I need to affirm your addiction to saccharine surface displays and various niggerball television programmings, and other exhausting and irrelevant affirmations of the modern ego, before I can hand you the Sword. Whereupon if we ever get that far you grab by blade and instantly cut yourself with it anyway.

just one more proof that the truth sets you - sorry, me - free.

srsly how's the marriage with the wife and state going tho?

#thecurrentyear