Why did you do this?
I didn't do this! You did this!
I didn't do this! Why would I do this?
How could you!
I didn't!
What the fuck is HE doing here?
What the fuck.
You need to stop this.
I can't stop.
What did you DO.
Exactly what I had to.
Shasta!
Who the fuck is that?
That's that bitch.
I told you it was Shasta.
Who the fuck is Shasta. What show is this?
Where is Skrillex?
FUCK SKR—
Wait, what show is this?
INT. THE VOID. DAY & NIGHT.
I remember the first time I ever realized, I could love anyone in the world, if they needed me to—or, if they just gave me the chance. Or if I got the chance. Or, if there was a chance.
And, if there was a chance, and it was supposed to happen, it always would—especially if I wanted it—
But definitely, if I needed it.
But, what is is “if”?
And, what is “supposed”?
What is it to “want”?
And what's a “need”?
Now I know— or at least pretend to.
Because, the more it is I think I know, the actual less I feel that I actually do;
None the wiser, I am what I always was—
And God is, as I am.
{Enter The Multiverse}
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