What do you do when you realise, after years and years of being told - and proven positively - how intelligent you are and how well you're going to do and how much potential you have...what do you do when that's taken away from you; when you realise that you're not intelligent at all - that the one thing that you should've fucking seen but didn't, which in hindsight is the most obvious thing in the world, has torn your whole life apart? Torn it to shreds within seconds and shat all over the remains?
All you can do is laugh. Laugh for your stupidity. Laugh for what was lost. Laugh for the stupid little fuck who outdone us all, who we were too fucking arrogant to believe could ever betray us, that he was ours and only ours and would be ours until his own life was over because he wasn't smart enough to be his own person.
Laugh because in all reality, he was the smart one. He tore us apart. He ruined everything.
I'm still laughing.
But nothing's fucking funny.