I guess this is it. I’m in Hell. The Inferno. The last stop. Arizona without the golf.
I hope mom’s okay. I wonder if my girlfriend is here? No, she’s definitely not here. I hope she lived. I hope she’s happy, wherever she is. I hope someone misses me. I hope, I hope, I hope. How many people fucking hope down here, huh?
Okay. Let me catch my breath. Just take stock. I am a catgirl now. I’m also dead but that seems less important at the moment. I have an apartment in Hell and a job in a library and also they have an internet here. Also I threw a fucking supernatural meme at the first person I saw because I guess I chose to meme my own death. And it turns out that person was the most prolific supernatural writer in Hell.
Sigh.
So… hi, Hell. My name is Liz. I think. I like to write, and I like Tumblr, and I’m not sure what to do now.












