not going to bend, so i might as well be dead? maybe you’re the one who has to bend for once you growing older and ickier by the minute jerk. you’re not going to change my beliefs. they’ve brought me out of hell more times than your p**** has raised and ever will. you are more a part of this than you think. without us you’re just another d*** who came, he took, he left. if you want to be a higher being with lasting consequences you WILL bend or go ahead and die alone squeezing yourself sweetie—see if i care.