the grete not by choice

Last time was better because I never knew. You made the decision for me. I got mad… but I wasn’t really that angry. This time you are asking for a bigger favour. You chose to ask me… but it’s not like you gave me a choice. I didn’t want to help you, and you knew I would probably not have. I just wish you hadn’t come to me begging like that. It’s like I have all the power, wow, I’m Kafka’s Grete. ha ha. I still can’t believe this. I thought better of you. I also hate who did this to you. I always knew there was something less than saintly about them, but this was unexpected.

It’s odd that yesterday was just a child, and now you think of me as an equal. I wish you could take my innocence back. I wish I never knew how messed up things can get… mostly I wish you hadn’t been the one to tell me. You are the worst for that! I dislike you and as years pass things seem to get worse… which pleases me after what you just did!!!