What She Really Wanted to Say

Everyone

Everyone,

I hope that you all feel guilty, but I doubt any of you do. 

You all chipped in to kill me, and it's pretty obvious too.

I wouldn't call my death a suicide, really. With everyone as an accomplice, I'd call it a murder.

Don't throw a funeral and don't attend. Don't pretend you cared and don't you dare cry. 

I've been dead for a long time and no one cared, don't pretend to care now, it's already too late. Who are you pretending for?

May I never see any one of you again.

— Clarke, Wanheda, Murderer, Ex-Cockroach, Griffin, Mean Mom, Gone