I’m breaking a promise I’m pretty sure I made, if not to someone that actually matters to me, then to myself. Sometimes, other things get in the way. Sometimes, a sense of decency comes out of nowhere like some horrible slimy thing, and wrecks everything.
Sometimes, you’re faced with a list of victims that turns into the infected wound you can no longer ignore, and it stops being the thing that you first groan at, then giggle over, because really, it’s kinda funny, isn’t it? But it’s not.
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