you put me through this. it's your fault. you made me watch. you made me watch while she ate you alive. it's all your fault. how could you do that to someone? what kind of person does that to someone?
does it hurt just as much to watch someone you love get torn apart as it does to get eviscerated? left in pieces on the floor, covered in a puddle of blood, how could you ask me to stay? how dare you not know what to do next? you made the wrong choice. that's all you do. you wanted to hurt me. you were always like this.
it's funny how pain has a tendency to reach back and bleach everything you held dear before there was a knife there. like the wound was being picked at before you even got stabbed. i should have known. i always knew. i always knew there was something wrong with you. why didn't i trust myself? it's all your fault
i won't let a bloodied corpse tie me down anymore! it's time you die, without me. goodbye, natalie. this is for the best.