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I always said that if people saw me as the villain, then I'd be their fucking villain.
In violence and corruption, I found an unexpected peace. An inferno of flames in an otherwise dark abyss—someone to dance with my demons.
If only they knew that the real monsters were the ones in expensive suits, living among them.
This house holds more tears than an airport, more pain than a hospital. Trauma is etched into the walls, my screams embedded in plaster.
Our monsters don't deserve our pain. And they sure as fuck don't deserve our tears.
