/ic/ - Artwork/Critique

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>Run out of energy to live
>Realize there's a bunch of things fundamentally wrong with me
>Decide to destroy the empty, mindless husk of a human being I was to go sort my shit out
>Make sure my friends wont be alone but it probably looked bad
>Calculate the amount of fucks anyone had to give - My value as a person = Everything will be fine
>Turns out I'm bad at math
>Tell people to fuck off because it was easier to just have everyone hate me than to explain I was gonna go hatch
>Dive headfirst into my first serious experiences of grief, despair and loneliness
>Don't even feel like the same person anymore
>Even after everything, some were willing to forgive me
>Don't even remember how to talk to people anymore and I'm afraid they wont like me
>Feel too ashamed of my actions to accept forgiveness
>Log off
>Thank god it was all just a dream

But
>Going delusional
>Feels like I'm being haunted by a vengeful spirit
>Was that porn making fun of my gay (in the third definition) little puppet?
>Was that post what you think of me?
And more importantly
>Are you okay?

Screaming into the void here cause now its haunting my conciseness
I just wanna clear up that the reason I said I didn't want to read
was because I thought I could save myself the grief of losing you, not because I didn't care. No homo. No homo. But NOW? Isekai into the Aztec Empire for all I care.
Also, my will is unbreakable, so if you feel guilty about anything don't, and despite me telling you to fuck off, I will forever defend your honor. No homo. Don't really care what you think of "me". This is merely out of loyalty, which is the least I could have for my First Gay Best Friend. No homo. No homo. No homo. No homo. No homo.

Anyways. STOP. IM ALREADY DEAD. AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH