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*sighs in exhaustion*
Why am I not surprised that you are enjoying this?
You really are a weed.
A sapling eventually grows into a tree.
But you will never be anything more than a weed.
A nuisance.
An eyesore.
And no matter how many times I cut you down, you keep coming back for more.
Why is that? Do you enjoy being punished?
Do you cling on to the hope that maybe, one day, I'll be your friend?
Ah, I know.
*giggle*
You have nowhere else to go.
Because you don't have any friends.
*laughs extremely hard*
Don't worry, my dear weed.
As long as you pay me, I'll give you the abuse you deserve.