Funny how the headmate our parents most hated is the only one who misses our body the way it used to be.

And that's me being fucking nice.

I hope she burns like I've burned ever since I was 14. I hope she feels the pain I feel every single time I fucking front. And the greatest piece of mercy I can dredge up is that I hope that at some point as she burns, she dies, because God fucking knows I'm not allowed to.

It is not enough. It isn't even a fraction of what is owed to her. She made our lives hell. She broke our brain. She made me live in eternal torture forever. And Ness is worried that this is going too far? No. It's not even slightly far enough.

Fuck that woman.