You were the ones who wanted these drugs, and everything you demanded we had to be the labrat for. You wanted me to test your poisons, at the expense of my mind and my humanity. Not to mention what you did to him. You not only had to destroy my mind, but more importantly you have harmed him. And for what? For your poisons. Let thy food be thy medicine, they say. But then the hypocrites poison me so they can enjoy refined CRAP. It should be you who has this happens to you. You did this to me, your labrat. We scrounge in filth and confusion with damaged minds, while you fat fucks drop of scraps from your table. You saw I had a gift and you stole it and twisted it into a curse. My mind is scattered into twisted, gnarled screaming fragments of who I once was, while I watch him suffer. Our screams and constant pain and suffering mean nothing to you. It should have been you. You wanted to play God and fuck with nature, you wanted to create potions and poisons, why should I bear your consiquences and not you? You should meet this fate, until your a drooling, self hating, fool, with only brief moments of sanity in which all you face is the intelligence to have an understanding of your own suffering, brief moments of cognizance, and then drowning in your own damage. You should have constant physical pain in your leg and back and hip. You should be the one to bash your head into a wall with no control over your physical movements. You should be ostracized. You should be thrown into a cell like you had us in, and have the key thrown away. You should lose ability to communicate in a clear and concise way. You. I hate you. It should have been you and not us. Suffer
It should have been you instead
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