@arealbombshell
Transcription, since I know that shit’s hard to read:
To whoever finds this,
You know, somehow I always knew that even if everything went right for me, I still wouldn’t live that long. Ive thought of all sorts of ways itd end that the thought of death feels more like a memory, but I cant say some stupid freak accident with an armed bomb was one of them. Just my luck, huh? Hey stranger, could you do me a favor? I dont know how Ill repay you considering the circumstances, but maybe if we meet up wherever we go after this Ill figure something out. Go find Daryush Farouz, at the Boston Public Library. Tell him Im sorry I didnt come home this time, and that I love him. Thanks, it means a lot to me.
Sic itur ad astra, Valerian Murillo