So I'm a rock and you're an egg. You claim rocks don't break easily, and you're right; They don't. But they erode slowly. Small waves crashing over their surface, slowly eating away at them. That's what you are. You're not an egg. Your the waves and I'm the rock.
Who's hurting who now?
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