i am an animal trapped in a box, a rotting corpse on the floor. i can hear your words. i can hear you talking. ive heard that hearing is always the last thing to go. i guess thats true.

i can understand why you lie. ive done terrible things too. i made excuses then too. that doesnt make it hurt any less when you rub salt in the wound. at least no one i hurt could hear anything i said. at least i can hope i wouldve listened if theyed asked me to stop.

ive asked you to stop.

 fluffy looking cat with a speech bubble over its head. the speech bubble is cut off at the top. its supposed to look like the cat is saying the text above it