...I hope you're proud of yourself.
I hope you're ******** proud.
You've gone and broken me again. Completely. Utterly. Shattered.
This time more than ever before. You've killed me.
You're not even going to read this, are you? You don't care about me. Not now. Not ever.
Why did you ever stop me before, huh? Why did you keep me alive? So I could watch as you broke me to pieces? Is that it?
Just ******** tell me already...Why?
But you know what? Even after all of this. Even though I've never wanted to die more in my life than I do right now, this second, I still love you. I will always love you. I will DIE loving you.
So know this, Christina. Whatever happens to me, whatever I do, however, and whenever it happens, I still love you.
I shall love you until my very last breath...As promised. All those years ago.
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Just random babblings of myself, who I am, who I once was, where I came from and how exactly I came to be where I am today.
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