some people

Some people seem to be bound to commit the same mistake over and over again. You'd like to help them, open their eyes but, the thing is that their eyes are wide open. They're wrong and they know it but, do they care? I don't know. Do I care? I wish I didn't. 

Erm, excuse me, I think this way's the way... 

Oh yeah, I know but, I rather this one. 

But they're gonna burst your face with an iron bar, gang rape you and then skin you if you go that way. 

I knowww... It sucks, doesn't it? I suck...

Then go the other bloody way? 

That way? Where the hugs are? Where the respect is? Where the love is? 

Exactly! 

Wouldn't it be nice? But no, that's not my way. Iron bars, bunch raping and skinning is what's in store for me... 

You want that? 

Of course not! But I belong to that group of people you mentioned in your first sentence. 

You know you can change that. 

I know I could. 

Well do! 

Nah, something is telling me I deserve nothing but pain. 

I think you don't. 

I think you're very sweet. 

Is there anything I can do or say for you to change your mind? 

Absolutely nothing, darling.

You can shove it up your arse then.

That's exactly what I'm gonna do.

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