i had this weird memory just after waking up today...

back when i was on the mason farm, i had this bad habit of taking care of the younger boys.
helping them with homework, tutoring, guiding them.
giving them my extra supplies and food if that week they didnt get enough.
id keep them out of trouble and offer grown up advice, even taking care of their psychological needs.
extra socks, shirt, hoodies, and workwear, taking care of cracked heels and basic medical needs.
all just to be the role model and male support figure they, or i, never had.

but then one day the owner of the farm decided to hold a grudge against me.
pulled them all aside one by one, bribed them with privileges, phone calls and visitations and early release.
soon after they started looking for punishable offenses, started causing conflict and telling lies.
and one by one they all turned on me.

loyalty means nothing.
everyone has a price.

in the end, i was the one that got released early, and left them all behind.