Everything is falling apart. My "mom" and "uncle" are married, and nobody but me seems to think it's that big of a deal. They actually told me to stop acting so down. Really? I'm sorry, Mom, but some people can't just jump from death to marriage that fast. Screw "princely" behavior. I miss Dad.
To make things worse, Ophelia (pretty much) broke up with me. Her dirtbag brother talked to her. Somehow he convinced her that I was only trying to get in her pants. Polonius agreed, but that's not surprising. He hardly seems capable of having original ideas.
Nobody seems to understand me, or what I'm going through. They want to see madness? I'll show them madness.
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