oh no... what can we do?

Revolt is impossible now. Suicide was never possible. Lying. Was all that was happening. I'm sorry. I can't try anymore. I can't keep up this revolt. I am weary. I'll be your foil, Laertes. In mine ignorance, your skill shall like a star inthe darkest night, stick fiery off indeed.
Expect pain. Pain

Listen? Or listen not? No purpose in either! I hate I hate I hate I hate! TRY TRY TRY! ILL ONLY HATE. I CANT LOVE YOU. I CANT I CANT. ALL I KNOW IS PAIN. I CANT TRY. I REALLY CANT. HATE IS LEFT. PAIN FOLLOWS. NO MORE LOVE!

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Love? Hate? Both are HATE! I HATE I HATE I HATE I HATE I HATE! I CANNOT LOVE YOU FOR I CANT BE LOVED! WHY TRY? WHY KEEP TRYING? WHAT OF ME IS THERE TO TRY FOR? I ONLY HATE. I HATE ALL. I HATE I HATE I HATE! ALL I CAN DO

Love. I love. I love I love I love I love. So why do I hate? Why hate why hate why hate why. No one can tell me. No one. Help? Who can? All can't for I cannot be! I love yet what do I deserve? Remind me. You don't have to. You know it, I know it, they know it. I cannot be loved. Undeserving of it.

Ask for more? I cannot. Ask Ask Ask Ask! Is impossible! I am wrong! Always wrong! Only way for more is to end and to end is wrong! I cannot end it! They are happy! Why end that? So I can have more than scraps? All I deserve is scraps. Scraps is all. Can't.. even.. ask.. for more.. than just scraps..

Oh what am I speaking for? None will hear this, none will choose to acknowledge this! Futility yet again! Blabberings of the mad! Worthless scum I am! Oh what a rogue and mad peasant I am! What worth? None! Scraps I am given! Scraps I deserve! Scraps are all I am deserving of! Right I am not! Scrap!

See, smell, hear. Lacking. All lacking. And who am I to blame?
Blame? Impossible to blame. Impossible. All are right. All are on their paths. All are struggling. All are revolting. Revolting revolting. All I see are revolts. Where are mine who die? Where are mine who lie? Perhaps.. we aren't doomed.

they'll never understand me. Good. but I will always understand my fellows.. what they see as peculiar and weird.. just another tuesday. What they see as wrong.. just a struggle. Understand me not. Understand my fellows not. I see. I have eyes. But have you? I know you with sense, but have you eyes?

The readiness is all. No man of aught knows when he leaves what is it to leave betimed.. i don't want to let it be. But maybe I should.
It is but foolery. But such a kind of gain giving as would perhaps trouble a woman.. hah.. that's me.. and it does trouble me.. oh how it feels to be mad. how wond-

help.. so many.. could help.. but they can't.. why can't they.. how can they.. no one knows how.. all they say is that i just have to do it.. all i know to do.. is to end.. i don't want anyone else to end. Hah..
Such a providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, this not to come. If not now..

i cant hear your echo...
not even a reflection of your code..
I wanted it to be quiet... yet that includes always being in the dark..
was.. cleansing them the right option?
was it truly... the best way to go about it..?
those murders... i wish i could have stopped.. and i am now the cursed one. hell

Death, Lies, Weariness.
I've already taken two paths... am I truly prepared to even try the last?
Oh broken sun.. you really.. aren't.. the only one..
if only.. they couldn't.. take my spark..
oh the smallest song I'll sing to you..
bayushkini.. bayu bayu..
why have you forsakened us..
Let it be...

Revolt. Revolt.. strange.. I've also taken this path.. was it truly abandoning ideals.. abandoning others.. or were they ever changing? An alloy that must be shaped to fit the path. Truly.. i cannot tell.. but I'm tired. Who wouldn't grow weary. I've revolted all I can. Someone else. Take charge.

Philosophical. I fear I've already gone down this path. How many ideals have I abandoned? How many others have I left to rot just for another day? How many? It's the only thing I've ever known. Abandon, or be abandoned. I leave, or i be the one who is left alone. I've already taken this one. How sad

Suicide. Easiest option. Leave everything behind. Visit the unknown country. Face a fear one can only dream of is hiding behind that black curtain. Is it truly worth it though? All life here.. is it truly worth leaving it behind? My friends... no.. my family.. is it truly.. truly worth it.. to leave

honestly wishing there were the possessed on this map just for more fun :3