Finally choosing to be nice? Really? I’d believe that for half a second. You aren’t nice. You are a horrible person, no matter what you choose to think when you are half aware, whatever you call this shit. You are as bad as me, maybe even worse. Do you know that? Whatever, you probably won’t remember any of this fucking shit. Because you know you are a bad person, right? Is that why you walk around, without a damn care in the world? Holy fuck, I can’t stand you. Acting like a nice fucking kid, and then telling me I’m a damn murderer. Isn’t that funny?