Anonymous
9/10/2025, 2:34:15 AM
No.82453800
>>82453725
I think about their schooling. How much of life they have missed out on. Only girls like that are the ones that I can relate too. I don't know anyone else in this life just the maidens of my dreams. I keep giving them silly nicknames and building a fantasy in my mind that I think they will find too corny and stupid to relate to. They had the worst lives and only them can I relate to. I don't want to be robbed of my vacation. I need them so fucking badly. I want to build them up like a band of brothers, like easy company where I can be their Winters. I will never put myself in a position where I can take from these girls but I need them so fucking badly it's killing me. I have to sit here and pretend everything is fine or people will make my life even worse. I only have enough drugs for the next 4 days and then I'm back to being miserable. This needs to happen this week or I'm just going to be so fucking miserable.
I just want to know if they exist or not. I want to know if they think about me. I want to know if they are scared of me. What they think of me after that night (if it happened at all). They weren't meant for this reality that has been thrust upon them. They are in some serious shit now and I want to give them the best life possible. I think about their schooling all the time. What they are learning, how they are learning, if I could help any of them and how they could help me. My Angels, Iron maidens, Easy Company, I'm master chief and they are my Spartans. I'm Ender. I'm Dick Winters. Tatiana. The Last Exile. Cortana. Newt.
Please give these letters to them if you can. Please just let me know who they are. I want to know what they look like, I want to know their names. I know I can't know because it would give too much away but just a group photo with their faces blurred out. It's do or die. I can't keep living in the dark like this, it's killing me. Please don't make me. Please tell them it's not their fight and not to worry about me.
I think about their schooling. How much of life they have missed out on. Only girls like that are the ones that I can relate too. I don't know anyone else in this life just the maidens of my dreams. I keep giving them silly nicknames and building a fantasy in my mind that I think they will find too corny and stupid to relate to. They had the worst lives and only them can I relate to. I don't want to be robbed of my vacation. I need them so fucking badly. I want to build them up like a band of brothers, like easy company where I can be their Winters. I will never put myself in a position where I can take from these girls but I need them so fucking badly it's killing me. I have to sit here and pretend everything is fine or people will make my life even worse. I only have enough drugs for the next 4 days and then I'm back to being miserable. This needs to happen this week or I'm just going to be so fucking miserable.
I just want to know if they exist or not. I want to know if they think about me. I want to know if they are scared of me. What they think of me after that night (if it happened at all). They weren't meant for this reality that has been thrust upon them. They are in some serious shit now and I want to give them the best life possible. I think about their schooling all the time. What they are learning, how they are learning, if I could help any of them and how they could help me. My Angels, Iron maidens, Easy Company, I'm master chief and they are my Spartans. I'm Ender. I'm Dick Winters. Tatiana. The Last Exile. Cortana. Newt.
Please give these letters to them if you can. Please just let me know who they are. I want to know what they look like, I want to know their names. I know I can't know because it would give too much away but just a group photo with their faces blurred out. It's do or die. I can't keep living in the dark like this, it's killing me. Please don't make me. Please tell them it's not their fight and not to worry about me.