It’s not that I used to believe you and that now I don’t. Or that I thought you were amusing whereas now you infuriate me. I never thought you spoke the truth. It was clear that everything you did was a sham. Maybe you helped pass the time, or maybe I thought… what did I think? I don’t know. But the revelations don’t surprise me, not one bit. When I found out, well, it all made sense. It was like I’d always known. Maybe I had. Deep down. Only one thing has changed. Now it stops. It’s over. Done. Finished.