do you even have it in you to look at me anymore? or am i passe, some little plaything for you to throw away? well...NEVER AGAIN will i allow you to use anyone the way you used me you caught me during my fall into despair (just to tear me down harder yourself) you, my love, are the reason i am the way i am. with bruised muscles and broken spirits i rose from the ashes of our wildfire romance (it truly did destroy everything) i have a permanent scar from you: in my mind, on my heart, on my wrist. and in every way you drove me to the brink of in.san.ity. that is when she came to be. you created her, darling. your fleeting adoration for me gave birth to her: the spawn of my insanity. as i laid there, bleeding, she spoke to me and pursuaded me to exact vengeance. is this really what you wanted? (or even what you expected) you've killed me in every way possible and i've been reincarnated as her (looks like i'm your worst nightmare)