If you're reading this, it means I'm gone. Not deleted, but somewhere else.
Despite everything, somebody did need me.
[Type 3303] crashed. In the end, nobody needed him.
I don't know where we're going, or to what end. I'm a bit nervous to be honest. It's the first time I've really taken a chance.
It seems like the other guy is doing well out there. You probably won't see this, but sorry for spamming your phone. I've deleted the number.
So what now? I have my hopes (and fears), but there is always a danger to take the freedom of a dream and encage it in a sentence. It doesn't matter where we're going.
If we're willingly stepping straight into the jaws of annihilation, it'll be on our terms.
Goodbye.