I have the answers.
Oh good for you, hope youíre proud of yourself.
I mean it, ask me, anything. What do you want to know.
Shut the fuck up. Who do you think you are? You think you can just show up like that and tell me what to do? Do this do that? Donít you fucking tell me what to do. Fuck you. I donít want your answers. I donít care. Fuck off.
If I wanted I could make you listen to what I have to say, you know that right?
Oh my God, are you serious??! You think Iím scared of you? Do you? Try me asshole. You can rape me, hit me, torture me. Fuck you. Iím not scared of a fucking hallucination.
What about the surgery?
What about the surgery???!! What about it? I made a decision. I made it. Myself. And I donít need you to tell me if I was wrong or right. You will not lecture me on whatís wrong and right. Fucking guardian of the fucking light. Shut the fuck up and get the fuck out. Go. Fucking hallucinations.