when you split me and my brother in the womb, you did not divide us evenly. he got kindness, and i got longing. he got complacence, and i got ambition. i want to kill him sometimes. i think sometimes he wants to die.
The Blair Witch: stop staring at that wall
Me: no, you’re gonna be mean to me
The Blair Witch: I told you I’m done yelling
Me: You’re not. You’re gonna be mean to me