Stuck thinking of all those things that might determine the outcome, but it's already been determined. What a cruel trap you're in; I've made you so small. Because I'm your fatal flaw, crossing back to how it began,
I know. I knew you had been having a hard time lately, and I didn't stop. But look at how much better things are now. Look at all those empty parts of you that have now been filled in. You used to be going through something,