the call of the clowvn? vwell it looks like thats one call i vwont be ansvwering. like evwer. if it evwer occurs to a chance that i pick up im putting it on mute, or hanging right back up again. pssh, seriously call of the clowvn yeah right.
B L A S P H E M Y .
NAY I GIVE NOT A SHIT ABOUT THY DAMNED MOTHER FUCKIN’ SOUL.
BUT IF THAT CALL COMES FROM MOTHER FUCKIN’ ME, THEN IT IS ALREADY MUTED.
W H A T F U C K I N T H E N ?
I knowv. I should be sainted.
CANONIZED BY THE VATICAN IMMEDI MOTHER FUCKIN’ ATELY.
Thats enough most days.
Though quite frankly, most days, thats enough for most I know.
I N C R E Í B L E .
THY PATIENCE KNOWS NO BOUNDS.
Thats because I vwasn’t tryin to be vwague if I’m goin to stoop to talkin about makaras i’m goin to let them knowv.
AT LEAST THOU DOTH ADMIT THAT IT IS
MOTHER FUCKIN’ LOW TO BE TALKING SHIT ABOUT US
WHEN WE HAVE NOT EVEN FUCKIN’ DONE ANYTHING.
yeah no. i think youre starting to get ahead of yourself pal. just because you may havwe caught my attention for the moment doesnt mean im going to become some “chucklefuck”, nor am i fated to be anything else mildly clowvn related. i dont see howv that vwould make my afterlife any easier.
EVERY FUCKER IS HATCHED WITH THE CALL OF THE CLOWN,
BUT IT IS IN TRUE UNDERSTANDING THAT THE LIFE IS LIVED.
HOWEVER IN THIS CONTEXT, A MOTHERFUCKER WAS NOT IMPLYIN’ IT SO.
SIMPLY PLAYING ON WORDS.
==>You were not awful? Where was he during the time that all your so called friends left you? Because you did not state in obvious normal smiling terms that you were sad, you were awful. You’re reading his lips and its awful. It dawns on you that this isn’t a heartfelt apology, because he chose you when the fail said you were worthless, but he’d made it clear if push came to shove his faith would be above everything. He’d chosen to be with you, and you should be grateful. This isn’t an apology, he’s showing evidence of why you should leave, and your hands become fists so claws could cut into your flesh and you let your head fall to stop seeing him spew his truths.
THERE WAS ALWAYS A PART OF ME THAT DIDN’T BELIEVE YOU TOOK WHAT WE HAD SERIOUSLY BECAUSE THE FAITH SAID I WAS A SINNER. YOU KNOW, I’M HONEST WHEN I SAY I DIDN’T CARE BEING SECOND TO YOUR FAITH, I WAS JUST HAPPY YOU STILL MADE ROOM FOR ME. YOU ARE MY EVERYTHING, AND I’M ALWAYS PROUD OF THE FAITH YOU HAVE.
WHERE WOULD I FIND SOMEONE LIKE THAT? THEY DON’T EXIST. IF I’M NOT WITH YOU THEN THATS IT. I GAVE THE RED QUADRANT UP BEFORE AND LIVED FINE. I CAN DO IT AGAIN.
==>You shake your head, looking to him with tired eyes.
WHO CARES, WHO THE FUCK CARES. IT’S ME, NO ONE CARES. NOT HORUSS WHEN HE LEFT ME ALONE, NOT CRONUS, NOT DAMARA, NOT ANY OF OUR FRIENDS. NO ONE CARES BUT YOU. YOU’RE THE ONLY TROLL WHO EVER SAW ME. YOU REALLY ARE MY EVERYTHING KURLOZ, I’VE NEVER REGRETTED UNTIL NOW BECLAWSE IT MADE ME BLIND AND I HURT YOU. NOTHING CAN EXCUSE THAT. I FUCKED UP, I GET THAT YOU’RE SORRY. BUT I TRULY NEVER HELD IT AGAINST YOU. I LOVE YOU.
==> You notice her hands, and you lace your fingers with hers so that if she squeezed, those nails would sink to your skin instead. You’re not letting go. You’re not letting her hurt herself. You’re a disgusting hypocrite, but you’re not strong enough to see her do it. It’s all past tense, which meant she held that disdain presently. She didn’t really want you in the faith, and you don’t want to believe that. But she’s wrong. Trolls like that exist; you’d seen them. Mituna was one, Horuss, another. Even Aranea, Latula, or Cronus could manage loving her better. She’s tired, but you’re glad she’s voicing it all.
[ And I, thee. I care for thee, which is why I want shit to be all right. Ignoring it is not going to do shit for us. Dying made me realize it. There’s shit left to be said, left to be done. Did you know I wanted to get better? I wanted to give thee an afterlife worthy, but I’ve already gone and fucked that up to shit as you can plainly fuckin’ see. ]
[ I know it’s harder for thee. All I have is you, but you’ve got others to worry about. You are literally the only person a motherfucker has, so having thee with me is enough for me, but I understand that only me is not enough for thee, and that’s all right. I want you to know it’s all right to want more. Demand it. Scold me for being un fuckin’ fair. Hit me, claw me, scream, and shout. Let that fuckin’ shit out. This is hive now. And I, your family. ]
I vwasn’t evwen trying to be vwague about it, excuse you.
IT SHOWED ITSELF CLEARLY.