Vlad. They're wandering into traffic again. Get Flappy.
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Dear Doctors,
(We going?)
Take
me
Oh no another
nosebleed
She said to
stay off the slope please
I said I swear that I'm clean
Step in the wrong direction
Help me...
Guess I learned my lesson.
I'm not myself without my medicine
I took some Ritalin
Wasn't a little bit
Nobody else would rather see me finish it
I'm fucking over it
It always makes me sick
Alone with all the things that kill me
Do you even know the real me
I don't need your sympathy
Step in thе wrong direction
Help me
Guеss I learned my lesson
I'm not myself without my medicine
I took some Ritalin
Wasn't a little bit
Nobody else would rather see me finish it
I'm fucking over it
It always makes me sick
(It always makes me sick)
This is the part where I freak out
Don't know what to do
Said you wanted just a rebound
All I ever do is shoot
You don't want to see me geeked out
Baby that's the truth
This is the part where I freak out
I'm not myself without my medicine
I took some Ritalin
Wasn't a little bit
Nobody else would rather see me finish it
I'm fucking over it
It always makes me sick
I'm fucking over this
(I'm fucking over this)
It CANNOT be about...
Revenge. It has to be about healing. But healing requires justice. And they're mad at me. Because I'm not perfect. Because I know their playbook. I know their secrets. I was thier buddy. And should I become credible before they shut me up... they could be arrested. The whole lot of them.
Technically...
And yet...
The bystander Effect
I remember studying the bystander effect in school. A woman was murdered. Multiple witnesses. No one did shit to stop it. They stood by. Listened to her scream. Let the guy murder her. Because thats what we do. Complacency. We let people murder.
I guess the counter to that would be the Misunderstander or Busybody Effect. People that get involved in things they have no business being involved in. But hopefully I've thrown off the scent for the Force medicators and the busybody perfectionists.
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