𝐒𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 - ★彡[ᴀʟʜᴀɪᴛʜᴀᴍ]彡★

_𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐃_𝐃𝐎𝐂.𝐗

Clicking open the email, the person's gaze flitted over the text before them. 

Dear  ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄,

I really wish I would disappear and just not have to deal with anything anymore. My life has been miserable ever since my family fell apart. Now everyone has moved on and I'm stuck in the same place. Because I'm stuck in the same place, those around me think of me as an afterthought. I fell into irrelevancy socially. I have no one to go to in real life. I don't even know why I'm here. Why am I here why am I here why am I here if all I do is make everyone around me miserable. I wish I was dead. I wish I could die with no one to remember me. I'm receiving help and yet I still fail. I want something but can't reach out to grasp it. Since everyone would be happier if I was gone why am I even trying? I loathe myself. I'm a rotten person. I doubt that if I disappeared it would even matter, because everyone would move on with their lives. Even now, all I'm doing is spouting self pitying shit. I really am a coward. This is the course of action I'm taking, in order to atone for all the sins I've committed in this lifetime of mine. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄.

Sincerely,

▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄

Letting out a smile, the person holding the letter closed their old laptop, leaning back in their desk chair and staring up at the ceiling with an expression of unadulterated fulfillment. Their plan was executed flawlessly, with not a single error, just as they had calculated. Ever since that day, they had been waiting for this moment.

"Let's see how this plays out, shall we?"