Where did you go, beloved? Your princess cannot see you...

He's sick... he's dying... he's talking crazy.

It would be better to just die.

You want to go home.

Since the day I left home, I've felt completely lost. Confused, scared. Feeling like there's a constant threat hanging over my head. Unable to discern right from wrong. Not knowing who to trust.

- Ah, sorry, right— Did you want to beg for mercy real quick before we begin? - ...Now where would be the fun in that?

That's funny, r-right? A-At least you found me entertaining. You actually... liked me, didn't you? What am I doing? Why do I wanna hurt you so bad? I'm supposed to be a friend. I just wanna be a friend.

John will come for you, and you will do nothing because you can do nothing.

- You can see out into the ocean. - Anything out there? - Uh-huh. - What is it? - Whole lotta water.

- Another abandoned building. Mr Gripp's Emporium. - What d'you think they sell? - Currently? Nothing.

I told you. I wake up every day, right here, right in Punxsutawney, and it's always February 2nd, and there's nothing I can do about it.

so unwanted, even by myself.

- ...where are you going?! Wait! We need you! Your son NEEDS you! - I'm doing more harm than good. I just can’t do this anymore. I'm sorry... - Please! Please, don't leave us! - I'm sorry, Isaac...

You do everything you can, try your best to help people, work yourself to the bone for the sake of others, but at the end of the day it's just you, alone in your room, crying yourself to sleep so you can do it again tomorrow. Over and over and over. I think I'm done.

...Oh, you beautiful, BEAUTIFUL little thing, you! You really got them... ALL of them... Oh, I'm so happy, I could KISS you!

Your maid inhales — there is an uncomfortable pause — and then... "That bitch. When I see her again, I'll gouge her eyes out. I'll bash her goddamn head in. That rancid, evil, heartless bitch!" You stare at your maid mutely, wide-eyed, not knowing what to say; not knowing what to do.

- Look, Janet has- has learned and grown. She's essentially living a life. We can't kill her! - Not with that attitude, we can't!

- You gotta be kidding me! - I'm... not. - Kamie is harmless! - She's a monster! - A stupid one!

I was meant to be yours — we were meant to be one! Don't give up on me now — finish what we've begun!

- Alright, what do you got? Go ahead. - Loooovin' youuuuuu... is easy 'cause you're beautifuuuul. - Alright see in that situation Brendon I'm gonna kill you.

John will come for you, and you will do nothing because you can do nothing.

Don't mind my sacrifice, it's a fair price to pay to give her everything she doesn't know she wants.

I CAN SENSE THE END IS COMING MAYBE I AM ONTO SOMETHING FEEL NO FEAR AND KEEP ON GUNNING THERE'S NO SENSE IN EVER STUMBLING NO COLD FEET I MUST KEEP PRESSING ON AND ON AND I'M CONFESSING I KNOW I WILL FIND MY BLESSING KNOW THAT I WILL SOON BE RESTING

I do not mind indulging you. That is what I have always done, after all, from the moment we first met. I have dedicated myself tirelessly to answering your wishes, and this is no different.

MANKIND IS DEAD. BLOOD IS FUEL. HELL IS FULL.

Sleep so I can make things better.

- no i ok what year is it is steely dan still together - What? - prolly

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There is a way to turn an entity into data. They have a life of their own, and it is difficult to distinguish them from normal computer files. In our actions of everyday, while we sit at the computer, this byte entity observes us, and studies our every move and fear.

why can't these fucking bastards just wait 3 minutes for their fucking food? i am trying my hardest and yet i'm almost running out of money to survive