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didn't mean to homestuck again but here we are
OKAY, SO LET ME GET THIS STRAIGHT. YOU BLOW ME OFF FOR A SWEEP AND A HALF WHILE YOU GO SHITHIVE OVER SOME UNBEARABLE PIECE OF SHIT WITH HUMAN LEPROSY IN THE MOST EMBARRASSING DISPLAY OF FANGIRLING I HAVE EVER WITNESSED FIRSTHAND AND
WHATEVER IT WAS YOU WERE DOING BEFORE THAT???
AND YOU EXPECT THINGS TO JUST GO BACK TO HOW THEY WERE?
WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO ACCOMPLISH HERE, EXACTLY? DO YOU EVEN KNOW? BECAUSE I SURE FUCKING DON'T!
AND FRANKLY, I'M PRETTY UNCOMFORTABLE WITH YOUR PREOCCUPATION WITH MY PERSONAL MATTERS.
LIKE, OKAY, MAYBE IT'S NECESSARY IF YOU'RE DEAD FUCKING SET ON GOING DOWN THIS ROAD AGAIN, BUT THE ENTIRE PROCESS THAT LED TO THIS MOMENT WAS DUBIOUS AT BEST.
IT'S KIND OF CREEPING ME OUT.
JUST
KEEP IT TO YOURSELF, ALRIGHT?
GO REWRITE MY APP OR LOOK FOR A GAME OR SOMETHING, I DON'T CARE.
JUST DO *SOMETHING* PRODUCTIVE AND STOP PROBING INTO MY PRIVATE LIFE UNTIL YOU ACTUALLY KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING.
WHATEVER IT WAS YOU WERE DOING BEFORE THAT???
AND YOU EXPECT THINGS TO JUST GO BACK TO HOW THEY WERE?
WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO ACCOMPLISH HERE, EXACTLY? DO YOU EVEN KNOW? BECAUSE I SURE FUCKING DON'T!
AND FRANKLY, I'M PRETTY UNCOMFORTABLE WITH YOUR PREOCCUPATION WITH MY PERSONAL MATTERS.
LIKE, OKAY, MAYBE IT'S NECESSARY IF YOU'RE DEAD FUCKING SET ON GOING DOWN THIS ROAD AGAIN, BUT THE ENTIRE PROCESS THAT LED TO THIS MOMENT WAS DUBIOUS AT BEST.
IT'S KIND OF CREEPING ME OUT.
JUST
KEEP IT TO YOURSELF, ALRIGHT?
GO REWRITE MY APP OR LOOK FOR A GAME OR SOMETHING, I DON'T CARE.
JUST DO *SOMETHING* PRODUCTIVE AND STOP PROBING INTO MY PRIVATE LIFE UNTIL YOU ACTUALLY KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING.
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YOU'VE ACTUALLY RENDERED ME SPEECHLESS, ERIDAN.
GIVE ME A MOMENT TO COLLECT MYSELF.
OKAY, MOMENT OVER.
FIRST OFF, THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NOT A VERSION OF ME DATING MY ANCESTOR.
I WOULDN'T EVEN BE ABLE TO HARBOR BLACK FEELINGS FOR HIM. HE'S TOO PATHETIC.
GOD.
HE SOMEHOW MANAGES TO TALK EVEN MORE THAN I DO??? EXCEPT EVERYTHING THAT LEAVES HIS UGLY MAW IS A STINKING HEAP OF OFFENSIVE, IGNORANT WORD VOMIT COMPRISED ENTIRELY OF THE PIPING HOT NUTRITION PLATEAU OF SHIT HE RAVENOUSLY CONSUMES ON A DAILY BASIS.
I CANNOT BE WITHIN 10,000 FEET OF HIM WITHOUT WANTING TO SHOVE RED-HOT POKERS IN MY AURAL CANALS.
I HONESTLY ENVY NEPETA'S ANCESTOR! SHE DOESN'T HAVE TO LISTEN TO THAT SHIT!
AND FUCK YOU FOR IMPLYING I WOULD EVER BUY INTO ANY OF THAT. HE HAS NO IDEA WHAT HE'S TALKING ABOUT AND YOU FUCKING KNOW IT.
AND DO NOT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON HIS WHOLE "WOE IS ME! MY TENDER MUTANT ASS! I'M SO OPPRESSED!" ROUTINE. OOPS, SORRY! I SHOULD HAVE PUT A TRIGGER WARNING THERE. #SLURS
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AND YOU WEREN'T DOOMED TO FAILURE. YOU WERE DESTINED TO BE A HOMICIDAL DOUCHE.
NOT THAT YOU SHOULDN'T FEEL LIKE SHIT OVER THAT, BECAUSE YOU SHOULD.
THIS IS DIFFERENT, OK?
PART OF IT IS ME FEELING SORRY FOR MYSELF, I GUESS, BUT THERE'S MORE TO IT THAN THAT.
IT'S JUST MADDENING KNOWING THERE WAS NEVER ANY CHANCE YOU'D ALL SURVIVE AND I CAN'T HELP BUT FEEL RESPONSIBLE FOR THAT BECAUSE I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE YOUR LEADER.
LIKE I KNOW IT'S NOT MY FAULT THAT IT WAS SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN, BUT IT'S MY FAULT THAT IT DID?
I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M TRYING TO SAY HERE, HONESTLY.
FUCK PARADOX SPACE, MAYBE?
ALSO, FUCK NO, YOU LOOK LIKE AN ABOMINATION.
I WILL BE KEEPING MY LOWER HALF NICE AND SNUG INSIDE MY HIGHLY PRACTICAL GREY PANTS, THANKS.