Lord Saint, I Thought We Were Twins

I'm over here. He's over there. We all have nothing but disgust for each other. So I cheated him mercilessly, and he cheated me mercilessly. I refused to acknowledge his existence, and he refused to acknowledge my actions. We stand in our respective camps and insult each other, but in the end we are still the same person. The private establishment is like a mountain, but it is still a piece of sand sculpture. Please don't worry about the details. _(:з∠)_