so, uhm, yeah. straightforward, i've somewhat recovered since my last project. STILL, can't believe he's dead. like... it hurts, like, a lot. because i know i just... i was involved, in some way. you guys read the thing from the roach, right? i'm... not afraid to admit it. yeah, i... did in fact consent to doing those things with edward that did lead to his death, sadly. i know, disgusting, i still look back at myself and question why. i mean, yeah, sure, whatever, it's common among teens, some even end up with children, but still, it's... not healthy. if only i'd known that back then. no, i'm not dead. don't believe the things people are saying. i didn't take myself out... though i did try yesterday. let me tell you, and this isn't a joke, how absolutely terrifying it is to see life flashing before your eyes while hanging from a rope in your own room. looking back, good thing that thing snapped. and also, to the people making jokes, that's actually, like, GENUINELY disgusting. i do gotta break the fourth wall here, even if i am fictional or whatever and most of what the parody accounts owned by the holder post are silly, we can be serious at times, our only emotion isn't just, like... happy and goofy. so, like, even if we are fake, you do gotta show some respect or whatever. regardless i'm still alive, somehow. i may post on my situation more, but for now i've got to focus on recovering myself. i guess i'll catch you guys later then.
