How is it that when disaster strikes and I am bursting with feelings of worry and gratitude that it wasn’t worse I manage to say the exact wrong most unconcerned selfish thing possible? On this one occasion I fail to properly express myself and everything goes to shit from there, instead of the knight in shining armor I am the heinous betrayer.. My mistake margins are a fraction wide and I happen to land outside of them at the world-destroying worst possible moment.
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