Chapter 2
Maybe this is the real torture: tricking me into believing I've gone to Heaven. Lulling me into a false sense of security, making me feel valid, and then knocking me off my pedestal. Build up my hopes and dreams and then destroy me, hurting me even more when I do break. A lamb to the slaughter. Clever. But I'll be even more clever.
Be skeptical of everything.
Trust no one.
Know your place.
My place is in whatever section of this world where I can hate myself in comfort.
Haha.
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