There are. So many good people. People you want to help, but there's nothing we can do to stop those in power. They have complete and utter control of our lives now.
[And that has always been Cyril's greatest fear. Not being able to control the course of his life, learning that indeed he never could, it was gnawing away at him like termites at a foundation of a house. A house that was never fully sturdy in the first place.]
It's true that it's only going to get worse. I've been held in public stocks for public use, watched people be executed, woken up locked in rooms with the only way to escape fucking someone, or being fucked by them, had all the details of my life plastered on the network for all to read, been trapped in a dark muck that I've had to crawl out of while I could hear the sounds of people I loved drowning...
That's why I wasn't sure you were real before. I've heard your voice here before. But you weren't real.
[Did he just say Bull is someone he loves? Because by that logic he totally did.]
Whenever someone is real, they don't know me. And I don't know how to pretend like that doesn't hurt.
I... I don't know how to pretend anymore. [Fuck, he is not going to cry again. Once was enough to last him another 20 years. He rubs at his eyes.]
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[And that has always been Cyril's greatest fear. Not being able to control the course of his life, learning that indeed he never could, it was gnawing away at him like termites at a foundation of a house. A house that was never fully sturdy in the first place.]
It's true that it's only going to get worse. I've been held in public stocks for public use, watched people be executed, woken up locked in rooms with the only way to escape fucking someone, or being fucked by them, had all the details of my life plastered on the network for all to read, been trapped in a dark muck that I've had to crawl out of while I could hear the sounds of people I loved drowning...
That's why I wasn't sure you were real before. I've heard your voice here before. But you weren't real.
[Did he just say Bull is someone he loves? Because by that logic he totally did.]
Whenever someone is real, they don't know me. And I don't know how to pretend like that doesn't hurt.
I... I don't know how to pretend anymore. [Fuck, he is not going to cry again. Once was enough to last him another 20 years. He rubs at his eyes.]