So What?
So, I'm unhappy. Fuck it.
Seriously, there are only two types of people in these sorts of situations. Those who are weak and those who make it work. I want to throw in the towel, and give up, and leave, and ruin my life to pieces. But no. Fuck it.
I will make this work. I'll grind through it. I'll outlast it. I will be the more perfect one. The colder one. The more professional one. I will bury you and yours and laugh and laugh and laugh when the reckoning finally comes. I will have done you no harm, but ensured that I get what is mine and do with it as I will. And, if not, I will leave on my terms and not on the terms of a pathetic raving lunatic.
And I haven't given up on you yet. The potential is too large to waste over flights of fancy and moment. We'll see. We'll see.
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