When the Script Breaks
You call me indifferent. Good. If it helps you sleep, keep the label.
But know this— when I laugh, I’m not laughing at you. I’m laughing at the script breaking, the system folding, the prophecy choking.
And when I smile? It’s not kindness. It’s recognition. Because I’ve seen this play before— and every time, it ends the same: with me walking away whole, and you walking away haunted.
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