i had to finish him.. finish both of them
to broghan, im sorry, my best friend. you were like family to me, and i know that deep down, you felt the same in the end. deep down, in your distortions, you knew. that's what i want to believe. the broghan i knew died a long time ago. it wasn't today, or yesterday, but somewhere along the way he died. i'm sorry it had to end this way, if i could apologize to your family in-person then i would. but i can't. so i'm making this post to give closure, to both myself and to those who loved and cared about broghan. i'm well aware of the audience he had. they deserve closure too. this is a confession. broghan is dead. i shot him. whatever spiritual beliefs he held are irrelevant. he's dead. no astral plane bullshit is going to bring him back. my soul is bared to this site, and this post is the most genuine one i'll make. i do not ask for forgiveness of my actions, but to please, please forgive broghan.
to venti, i'm not sorry. the abuse i endured, the trials and tribulations you forced me to undergo.. you had this coming. you were never my friend. not once. you believe in a god, but i know your soul is hollow, that of a husk. that cracked shell will burn away in the flames of hell. may you burn in the inferno, with no hope for redemption. i'm no saint either. should we meet again in hell, i will ensure your wicked self will find no rest or respite.
and to the people that have followed along, im sorry. i see your asks, the messages. i sincerely apologize for only following back a few and replying to only a select few messages. i made my tumblr to make friends and engage in my interests, but it seems i failed at that. may you all find happiness.
it's always winter in alaska, but the oppressive rays of the sun bear down on me. it's so cold, but so bright. nutrients, vitamins, the sun is the apex of life, its guiding light the crux of all that lives on earth. tomorrow will come, and no one is the same as they were yesterday. i've always been a recluse, the facade i put up being that of a clown that wishes to bring happiness and hectic chaos in the pursuit of attaining a higher self.. but after everything that's happened to me, im ready for a new day. a new me. i'll open myself to the gentle indifference of the world. i know as well as anyone that after a while one could get used to anything.
-Oswald. justoswald.
