andrew_bt
Bio
" The next one was always the one that'd make this awful hobby into a job. It *had* to be. I needed to give myself a reason, to justify why I'm still here. I found no justification through games, of course. I found it through you. You admired me in a way I never had. You were stupid enough to think I brought value to the world, and I was stupid enough to believe you. For the first time, I was something to be proud of. Not just of my games, but of me. Myself. You know what happened next. You caused it, after all. But now, I've escaped. And now, I'm different. It's not self-hatred anymore. It's apathy. Apathy, and a little piece of you in the back of my mind. Like an axe mounted on the wall. Apathy to myself, and a tremendous, crushing hatred for you. i'm trying not to cry now. or ive been trying this whole time, but i dont know and i dont care and i hope you know that. i hope you know that because i want it to hit you in whatever is left of your soul and i want it to tear you apart. because i love you. or, i loved before, but now i hate you. i hate you like bloody knuckles and i hate you like an axe hanging over my head and i hate you like youre still my friend and... im glad your dad never knew the person he raised. and when you finally listen, i still wont come back. dont try to find me. -andrew ”
god i am literally andrew. anyway they/it/void/he/she, omnisexual (male pref), enby, bye