Synderella

Dear Frederick, thank you for your nice letter, but I am actually a US Marine who was born to kill, whereas clearly you seem to have mistaken me for some sort of wine sipping, communist dick suck. And although peace probably appeals to tree hugging bi-sexuals like you and your parents, I happen to be a death-dealing, blood-crazed warrior who wakes up every day just hoping for the chance to dismember my enemies and defile their civilizations. Peace sucks a hairy asshole, Freddy. War is the mother-fucking answer.

Goth opera.
Blood saga.
Sometimes I wonder how we ever got here.
Old grudges.
Scorned lovers.
Sometimes I wonder why we don’t all move on!
Cause we all end up in a tiny pine box, a mighty small drop in a mighty dark plot.
And the mighty fine print hastens the trip to our epilogue.
But the little girl fled and the king is dead and the castle is left for the taking.
But GeneCo may survive if it undergoes surgery, surgery.
Surgery, Surgery.

You’re so afraid of being hurt that you attack first. Only those who really care about you will weather the assault of your verbal attacks and stay. The rest will fall away.

Hatred is a bitter, damaging emotion. It winds itself through the blood, infecting its host and driving it forward without any reason. Its view is jaundiced and it skews even the clearest of eyesights.
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Sacrifice is noble and tender. It’s the action of a host who values others above himself. Sacrifice is bought through love and decency. It is truly heroic.
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Vengeance is an act of violence. It allows those who have been wronged to take back some of what was lost to them. Unlike sacrifice, it gives back to the one who practices it.
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Love is deceitful and sublime. In its truest form, it brings out the best in all beings. At its worst, it’s a tool used to manipulate and ruin anyone who is stupid enough to hold it.
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Don’t be stupid.
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Sacrifice is for the weak. Hatred corrupts. Love destroys. Vengeance is the gift of the strong.
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Move forward, not with hatred, not with love.
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Move forward with purpose.
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Take back what was stolen. Make those who laughed at your pain pay. Not with hatred, but with calm, cold rationale.
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Hatred is your enemy. Vengeance is your friend. Hold it close and let it loose.
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May the gods have mercy on those who have wronged me because I will have no mercy for them.