A shift's thoughts

เ† เร †เмэ.

No.

ђэ เร ¢๏мเиφ.

'He' can't move, how is 'he' supposed to do that?

              †ђэяэ เร и๏ รลℓ√ล†เ๏и ƒ๏я ý๏µ.

As if you were any better.

    jµร†เ¢э เร ล† ђลи∂.

Justice? Pah.

Listen. Just let me drink my coffee in peace.

Did you hear me?

Go. Away.

ý๏µя ℓเƒэ เร ƒ๏яƒэเ†.

Shut up, you don't even exist.

∂๏и'† †яý †๏ яµи.

Why should I? I'm perfectly fine like this. Everything's fine like this.

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I can even show you that there's nothing to be afraid of.

Here, do you see anything in the vents? No? Well, there you have it then. Not a problem to be seen. Not at all, no.

I should get the damn lights fixed at some point tho.