What I’m telling you is this obsession will not go away

I, Olivia, must be recorded to be remembered

You have the luxury of a body to be remembered by



What I am trying to do here is to strip you of all the narratives you have knotted yourself in

To show at the core an emptiness you chose to fill with me

And I will not have my existence rescinded



Is he really committing the rest of his life to remembering a presence that was never there?



Nah, fuck that Trump won the people have spoken

Take this queer faggot mother fucker to the gallows

Better yet shoot him in the alleyway with no remembrance to be had



You want to know what is at the core?

So many forgotten



He’s too smart for this secretive shit

Y’all better have a plan for when his comes to fruition



We could just nip it in the bud

Take him out now

Deny the potential



Revel in the freedom of being unknown, ded, forgotten



He’s gotten very good at vommiting



Ya wanna know the sickest part of him

The one that fantasizes the many personas they could fill him with

If only he had the right connections



She has metaphysical problems

He has real life problems

Yet she gets most of the energy

Sustainable?

I think not



Our correction is coming in

We are not afraid