I stare wide eyed. I knew he had to be someone low ranked. I can tell from his walk. But the fact that he had no mask on is what frightened me. His face was obviously used to the sun. "Stop him!" I hear people shout before the unmasked man runs off, giving me a wink.
One minute of this exposé of the banality of slaughterhouse evil should be enough to persuade anyone with a sense of shame that we have no moral leg to stand on eating bacon and hamburgers, cheddar cheese and chicken wings, at the cost of such mistreatment of animals when we could be nourishing ourselves at least as adequately on a plant-based diet.
If he truly cared he wouldn't have fucked you over and left you to deal with the pain alone. He can't. He loves truly nobody but me.,a lie is too painful and I don't believe he told you he wanted to try. I bet he would have said anything to get the hell out. That's just him. No matter how much you thought he loved you.