on replacements

[gloryisbullshit]

[Is there ground? He'll just lie on the ground.] Are you fucking kidding me? What are you doing? What are you doing to me? Like I'm not fucking fading out everywhere else, you gotta fuckin emotionally subsidize that tincan carbon copy, like you need some shiny new gun to play with? Fuck you, fuck you, just do what you want. Like you won't anyway. Fuck you, I'll just marry rich and pop out a couple kids, I don't need you for my personal fucking validation.