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The Sinner.

I make no Bones that I’m a bad person, and I’m someone who has made mistakes. I take pride in being the bad guy, the villain and most of all a willing sinner. I will take full responsibility for all the things I have done. It’s the one thing I didn’t do I was convicted on. But that was my choice, when I make the gates of St. Peter or the gates of hell I can be judged. After all I have a throne waiting.

I hold no illusions as to where I’m headed. The thing is people like you will join me there. I’ll see you on the seventh layer reserved for betrayers.

The sad part is that if you remained a fucking ghost I would not have had an issue with you. But you had to make it fucking personal. Father Time has a long memory, and I don’t forget anything. You have some serious skeletons rattling in your closet and I can destroy you.

I’m already dead, I’ve already been killed. One shot, Boom. Children’s aid won. Nothing you or anyone else can do, can hurt me. You can only hurt those I care about. And if and when that happens retribution will be swift. 

You may have outed my deadname. But that’s all it is, a deadname. I don’t answer to that name. I never did. That person ceased to exist years before I met you. But the man I am, he has rules, you may not want to tempt fate and find out why I have so many of them. 

Lets see what happens if you continue this little game… you have so so much more left to lose than I do. And I have zero fucks to give. 

The more angry and apathetic I get about this city and everyone in it, is not at all a good thing. Im losing patience and about to fucking snap. It takes a lot for me to lose it, but when I do. Look the fuck out.

I seriously need to look into leaving Hamilton before someone gets hurt. Likely myself again. 

But I’ve been here far too fucking long and it’s starting to disturb the little foundation’s that I have built and the littlest bit of normalcy that my life provided.

Everything in this city is poison. It always has been. I am only here due to a responsibility that is important to me. I won’t back down from it. But the fact i am considering an exit strategy, somewhere, anywhere miles from here. Should speak fucking volumes. 

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