If you find this message, it means I have died. I've gone to the Garden, tasted the fruit it bears, and have to wish to return.
Monarch, if you're reading this, you got what you wished for. I know you didn't want me around, that I was in your way the whole time. I'm sorry I was such a bother, I hope you're happy.
Piece of shit...
This goes to all of you in fact. Every single person reading this.
It's your fault you'd rather stay in a nightmare then create your own dream, that you'd rather grow into misery than return to wonder.
Goodnight.














