Oh, dear, oh dear. I didn’t mean to frighten or worry any of you by the lapse in post times, since I suppose it implies the worst for myself and .. the one I had brought along on this trip. I’ve only good news, really.
We were able to recover what we needed without incident! All that’s left is to, well, confront “Ebb”. We’ll leave this task to morning light, as this whole process has been rather draining.
The only thing that worries my other friend and I would be the amount of progress she has made withing the corrupted flow. The program –Really, any machine can’t handle being run constantly with such demand and yet still perform beautifully, if beautiful was ever a way to describe a corrupted program.
My darling! We’ll be on our way to you soon. Our arms are always open for you. It’s never too late to change. I love you!
When you get back from the backflow (as I know you will) tell me how many effects are left to gather. I know you’ve been fighting so hard. I know you’re on the brink of giving up. I know you believe I hate you.
I’ll help you purge yourself of all the ugly rusted things that ache your soul. I’ll let you keep the rusted parts that you use to protect yourself. And I will be there for you while suffering the cleansing. I love you, honestly and truly.
u were wrong, that really WAS my mom btw? like…… remembr u r fuckin faceblind sooo.. lol
she was just dressed differently that day and wore her hair different. lol like normal people do that it really isnt 2 tough to get that?? like chill???
like tbh u have been kind of an asshole 2 me lately? no one else even cares enough to check on u but me.. so saying shit like you cant trust me really hurts, ebb. im like all u have 4 support no one even sends u asks on here anymore or talks to you on skype because they dont care, so you should try showing some appreciation to me for once js
you really embarrassed me in front of my mom you know that? fuck.