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KARKAT: THAT'S NOT AN IMBECILE. YOU ARE A STONE COLD RETARDED FUCKING IDIOT.

KARKAT: AND BREATHE.

KARKAT: IT'S DEFINITELY NONE OF THIS FRIGID METEOR DRIFTING THROUGH THE EMOTIONAL MORASS OF ADOLESCENCE, EMERGING FROM THE PRECEDING MEMO

KARKAT: NO OF COURSE WE'RE RUNNING FROM JACK, I JUST HEARD YOU SAY THAT

KARKAT: AND THEN THE GHOST OF PAST ME WAS, AND NOW HERE I THOUGHT

KARKAT: NO, FUCK THAT, I'M SO STUPID STUPID IDIOT.