It's not just a crack on the wall. "Find the cracks and exploit the discoveries to be revealed there . then move on to practice running headlong into the brick walls. Cracks crack first. Heads crack before brick walls. (from: STREET ART UTOPIA)"
You have no clue what you do to me. You go get your revenge for whatever it is I did. If there was any chance that the real Cym could come back out its gone now. Fuck I'm a shell slowly rotting from the inside out.