maybe i was too eager to bend the rules when i'm not legally allowed to use it myself.

now comes the time when every small thing becomes amplified. every little memory is sad. every word becomes harsh. every action, touching.
eventually you have to know i'm not you and i dont do things the way you ask me to.
and you, we're sorry. we'll live again.


-dont play with the water, it's dirty.
-i'm not playing with the water. i'm washing my hands.

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