this is the last time im writing to you. ever.
i heard what happened to you on the news. its such a shame. really a shame they didnt do more to you. i heard you survived. i heard there were only a few minor injuries.
some broken bones.
its a shame those will heal... you know what wont though?
the mental scars you forced me to inflict on you :) you poor poor stupid thing.
i hope they fester. i hope they rot. i hope you rot.
that being said THIS is the last time i will be writing to you.
i dont want you to find any comfort in these messages. i dont want you to think that anybody is thinking about you, or cares. i dont want you finding even a second of escapism in these messages from your current reality.
i want you to live it. i hope you are present in every single second of this new hell you have found yourself in.
i hope you think of me in there. think about what you did. try to atone.
as for me?
past this word, you will never pass my mind again.