I started this mess. I texted him first when I knew I shouldn’t have. I should have texted Kat and told her I forgave her. Instead, I followed him into his basement. Don’t worry Ace, I’m not writing you from my grave, he didn’t murder me. He didn’t even hurt me, intentionally anyway. At least not that night.
I suppose it was all for the best though. My journey with him helped me discover who I am. I am ace. Asexual that is, and no, I don’t reproduce with myself.
Well, bye, I guess.
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