been thinking about my media memories and. it really sucks that i didnt get to say goodbye. to Anyone. not before i died and not before i had stay in four's pocket dimension for my own safety after i was ""recovered"" [if you can call it that]. the closest thing i got was a hug from five before he vanished. my last words were fucking "What's wrong ? What's happening ?" and it haunts me. my own last words haunt me. this is so fucked
i feel really bad about. Everything that happened. i wanted everyone to have something that would help them and now theyre all in danger and i cant do anything about it. even if i wasnt in this other world i couldnt have done anything. i wasnt strong enough to keep one from doing this to herself and everyone else. i wasnt strong enough to get her to Not Kill Me, and now im not strong enough to stop her from doing the same to everyone else. i cant protect everyone this time
ill never forget how i felt when i saw one had returned. maybe canon me didnt notice, but i did. i saw her, through the bars of my cell, staring down at me holding my own pen and paper. she's doing this all for me but all i want is for her to never come near me or my friends ever again. and i cant save them this time.
if any of the algebraliens are reading this. i love you all, and i miss you a lot. im sorry it came down to this. remember that no matter what you're going through in this life, you are loved and you matter very deeply to someone. be safe, and take care of yourselves the way i wouldve taken care of you.