It's not the universe that fucks me over.
I'm just doing it to myself so willingly and gleefuly I don't even notice the red tape. Once you admit you're a fucking martyr, all goes well.
There'e evil left lingering somewhere insde me, and all I ever do is spoon-feeding it to myself.

Divine will is bullshit, 'cause you're the one testing yourself. Once you realize it...


You're immortal, you silly fuck.