A (probably discarded) letter to Pen
I know you probably will never read this. I wouldn’t blame you, to be honest… I hope your happy with your new boyfriend… but if it would mmake you happier, I’d stand in front of you and your friends and take every bullet, punch, bruise cut, etc. you want me to take. And not move, even to escape back home and regenerate. My game doesn’t need me that badly.
I traumatized you with what I did to you… I deserve everything you want to happen to me infinite quantities… I NEVR should have done that to you. I won’t say I’m sorry, partly because you won’t believe it, but mostly because that wouldn’t fix it anyway.
PS. Should you choose to read this, which I doubt, that s an invitation to come and maul me if you so desire.