Everything I've done is for you, you're the only thing in the world that matters to me. I've given up my job, my family, my friends. I've moved towns and changed jobs. I've taken down powerful man and raised up the weak. But nothing seems to be able to please you. Nothing. You're all I need to live, to feel. You're all I need to breath. I've killed innocent people and buried their bodies. I've sent innocent man to jail, and kept the guilty free. I've been your lap dog for years. I'm done with it. I'm done with you.
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Small Short Stories
Short StoryJust ideas and shit I come up with and cant be bothered to put it in a book.
