You’ve completely withdrawn, good.

Cause this time, I got you where you care the most, your image. The image you just love to shapeshift. The image you love to be to one group of people and different to others. Ones you called me crazy too while like literally playing multiple personalities. I don’t know who you are. You’re a fragment pasted together collage who is agreeable with whoever makes you look better at the moment. You still sting me. But it’s probably just because I expected good from you and the story looped and I finished it.