These potatoes are cold. The broccoli is soggy. The roast lamb oozes with toxic oils ready to ravage my body. The house is unwelcoming. The sky instills claustrophobia. I cannot take any more. I cannot take any more lies. I cannot take any more shit. I refuse to take any more.
You think you know when someone that's lied multiple times is finally telling the truth. You are wrong.
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