Re: Call: Aaron/Lin Why? How? What about it is ridiculous? What about it stretches out of fucking reality into imagination? Because I really don't see it. I don't! I'm not saying I want to hurt children or anything like that. I just don't -- [Is he going to cry? Fuck this] -- want this. At all. I don't. [:( Sniffling begins.] Who knows how the shit will express itself? And even if it never does, what am I supposed to do? I don't know this fucking man. I can't go back in time and change anything. So, what, I just feel fucking fucked for the rest of my life, because in no way can I ever get - can I ever change things? Mom and Dad, they don't get it either. I haven't told them, but I know they wouldn't. To them, I'm fucking five years old, only fucking kid in the class who looks different. Only fucking -- Just -- it's always "Lin, you're having a complex thought! Let's write it in the book!" And it's - fucked.