Dreiunddreißig.

[achtundsechzigbu]

Mother. She is... I am so pleased to see her here again.

I hate the gods. They do not understand a thing. They have no place to say anything ... like that. To me, about Mother.

No.

They do not know a thing. Rude, foolish gods.

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[achtundsechzig.livejournal.com]

You spend all this time asking me to leave you alone, and you get a single opportunity.

...And you do not take it.

Perhaps you want my attention.

[entfesselt.livejournal.com]

Or maybe I'm tired of listening to and dealing with your bullshit, because everything goes in circles with you, Giovanni.

[achtundsechzig.livejournal.com]

I like the circles, Haine.

[entfesselt.livejournal.com]

It still won't make you better.

[achtundsechzig.livejournal.com]

...

[entfesselt.livejournal.com]

I'm not stupid, Giovanni.

[achtundsechzig.livejournal.com]

Did not once say you were.

Go away.

[entfesselt.livejournal.com]

All right.