You know. They're too big and scary to remember how it is to be little. We'll just have to lick their asses so much they get slippery and they fall off of their chairs, to show them that they have to watch their back for the ones they piss off while being assholes. Little people grow up, and thank god for that.

Let them call you whatever they want. You'll grow better if you look at it as motivation to get better, and you'll just remain a coward if you just whine and do nothing about it.


Written by my hand on the 26th of Ilmarael, in the year 1250.