[ It's ten minutes, maybe more, before the last one comes in. A text. Small and simple and full of abject despair. ]
He put me on sedatives.
[ It's not pouting if it's just on text. Tank is a godless nightmare deity in flesh suit. ]
Was almost done anwyay. Anyway. dammit not the point
Try not to be so hard on yourself.
[ He probably won't listen. It's pointless. But the Everything behind the words isn't. Even if it's an infinitesimally small chance that he will, then it's worth it. There's a lot more time spent wondering how to kill the conversation. 'Good night' feels too dismissive considering the rest. 'I hope next month goes better for you' is completely stupid because of course it's going to be better it's not fucking wonderland. Instead, it settles for one last admittance, the smallest honesty. ]
Sorry for the trouble.
[ The username wright signs off, and nothing follows. ]
text
He put me on sedatives.
[ It's not pouting if it's just on text. Tank is a godless nightmare deity in flesh suit. ]
Was almost done anwyay.
Anyway.
dammit not the point
Try not to be so hard on yourself.
[ He probably won't listen. It's pointless. But the Everything behind the words isn't. Even if it's an infinitesimally small chance that he will, then it's worth it. There's a lot more time spent wondering how to kill the conversation. 'Good night' feels too dismissive considering the rest. 'I hope next month goes better for you' is completely stupid because of course it's going to be better it's not fucking wonderland. Instead, it settles for one last admittance, the smallest honesty. ]
Sorry for the trouble.
[ The username wright signs off, and nothing follows. ]