I’m done C9

The only way I can think to describe my feelings towards C9 for the last few YEARS is that I am punished for getting excited/hopeful. I’d rather just be perpetually shit than always toying with my expectations.

Honestly my life has just been worse for being a C9 fan, I refuse to continue my current state of masochism. Being punished for getting hopeful has to be studied as a form of torture, but I will no longer be a subject in this lab experiment against my sanity.

Goodbye C9