"I called to wish you an unhappy birthday because you're evil and you lie and if you should die I may feel slightly sad, but I won't cry."

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Sometimes...you can cry until there's nothing wet in you. You can scream and curse to where your throat rebels and ruptures. You can pray, all you want, to whatever god you think will listen. And, still it makes no difference. It goes on, with no sign as to when it might release you. And you know that if it ever did relent...it would not be because it cared.

— Jhonen Vasquez