So, I used to have a friend, and I wrote a song for him. Then he stabbed me in the back back in April so he can hang out with his shitty altfur friends who won't question his actions.

The whole thing started because I explained to him why tr*p is a slur that harms trans people. I later learned that he apparently was "uncomfortable" back when i was saying horribly racist shit, but didn't call me out on it, I told him that I think he let me down by failing to call me out, because that might have pushed me into getting out of altfur months earlier than I did. Then I also learned that he's lied to me about a lot of things.

So, yeah, the other day, I stumbled across the project file that I used to write the music piece in question, and I decided to cannibalize it and make it into a song that is purely mine as a symbolic way of taking back for myself what altfurry had stolen from me. It's been very therapeutic.