(fff:f) i'm sorry.

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(uh oh wacky cw for implied(?) self-bye)

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...

I've made up my mind.

Grabbing onto a pen and paper, I began to write a small message to my friends. Well, ex-friends.

They all cut contact with me a while ago, don't remember how long it's been. Either way, it's felt like forever.

It was my fault though, so why am I complaining?

...

I'm sorry. Sorry for all the damage I caused. Damage that I didn't even know was damage. All because my parents never cared about me enough, heh...

Though maybe that was why.

Maybe I ruin everything...

I ruin everything.
I'm ruining everything.
I've ruined everything...

...

Stop it, guilt tripping won't work.

As much as I wanted to write more, I could only write two words.

I'm sorry.

Is that enough, though?

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Is that enough, though?

Maybe it is.

Besides, I doubt my friends will really care anyways. I've damaged them all enough by just being there, maybe I shouldn't give them anything directly...

...except for her.

Changing the full stop to a comma, I added one more word... her name.

...

I'm satsified with my final note.

Not like I should add more, that'll just make it all worse

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Not like I should add more, that'll just make it all worse. Nobody has the time to read through a shitty person's shitty note...

Remember why I'm doing this.

I'm a terrible person who doesn't deserve to be alive anymore.

No... no... you're making yourself look like the victim here. I'm not; I'm the perpetrator.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 12 ⏰

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