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Chapter 9: golf ball

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i’m really conflicted.

 

you’re crazy smart, strategic and antisocial

 

i’m only antisocial

 

you’ve also got a friend.. or more

 

i envy it

 

i never thought i’d envy someone like you

 

you can set your priorities straight

 

you can be bossy when necessary

 

i was bossy because…

 

i’m sorry 

 

for pushing you around

 

shit talking you

 

reducing you to nothing

 

it’s horrible

 

you always refused to listen to me, or take my ideas on board

 

so maybe it isn’t my fault

 

it’s definitely not yours

 

and i admit that you’re a better leader

 

better at everything than i could ever be

 

you’ve got the brains

 

i had.. i didn’t even have the beauty

 

there’s nothing beautiful with my actions

 

nothing beautiful about me.

 

i’d love to trick myself into believing we weren’t as fueled with hatred 

 

sometimes we really 

 

i dunno

 

got along?

 

that’s stupid though

 

you’re not familiar

 

in light of being honest too, i can’t say much about you. you were always straightforward

 

you rarely cared about others

 

and i think you’re thriving 

 

you have few connections, maintain them, they’ll stick with you forever

 

cherish them, nurture them and they’ll mean something

 

just this once 

 

trust me

 

i’m a monster.

 

i wanted you to know none of this was your fault. it’s a decision i’ve made because there’s nothing left for me to do. redeeming myself is not possible, changing the past is not possible. i’ve done too much to you, and to others.

 

thank you for helping me realise i can’t go back

 

i can only thank and thank and thank 

 

especially for a final favour i plead for you to go through with.





 

 

 

 

 

 

no matter what

 

 

do not bring me back

 

you’re smart to bring people back, so i ask you to rig the recovery centers.

 

anything to keep me from coming back and hurting everyone

 

remove my name

 

erase my history 

 

rub my existence out

 

as if this timeline had been blessed without my purpose - if i had any

 

please, golf ball

 

all of my feelings, my choices and decisions

 

good and bad have amounted to this

 

do not even think of retribution 

 

think of revenge 

 

and fuck that machine up



i do not exist.

 

“pencil” does not exist. 



 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i trust you



leader

Notes:

sorry for slow updates.. but i guess thats a good thing? im getting the support i need and my loving boyfriend is there to reassure me :)

 

only 3 more left.. wonder who they are..