What?
| No. | This is wrong? | Roberts, you're going senile. It can't be wrong, can it? |
|---|---|---|
| Is it wrong for the forgotten to ask to be remembered? | God no. | I thought that we were all special? Important? Is it too much to ask to feel that way? As if I'm still worthy, still valid? |
| did you hear me you court? the… other one, I can't quite remember him, told me this is how it worked. I just banged the Gavel, said what I wanted, right? It's just how it functioned. I think. I hope. You just do it.. now. Now. | I SAID NOW, i will become the ONE | this is taking too fucking lo- oh. That hurts quite a bit. |
It's not wrong. It can't be wrong. It's not unjust. I'll make it not unjust to stick it to the rest.
I'm not crazy.
It's the rest of them who are crazy.
Every single one who thought I wouldn't be anything, something will see.
If they choose to close their eyes: I will hold them open.
If they choose to shut their ears, I will rend them open.
If they choose to forget me? I will tear them open.
It's only fair, isn't it?
To experience true love once again.
To be thrust into my adoring fans.
It's only fair, isn't it?
FAIRNESS.
EQUALITY.
All of it is a bunch of bunk. People will never, can never be truly equal.
The scales of life will always be imbalanced. That's just the way it goes.
Up until now.
By Jove, I think I've got it.
I'VE GOT IT.
I'VE GOT IT.
I'VE GOT IT.
I'VE GOT IT.
YOU WILL GET IT.
SOON ENOUGH.
BECAUSE I'VE GOT IT.






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