I don't think i have ever experienced any sort of real emotion past these days.
Am i real? Did i made that up? I'm sure i did.
Many people think they are superior than others. I'm not different from other people. Perhaps, my entire existence was some sort of an experiment
Maybe.
Do i actually have any friends, exactly?
I didn't exist as a person long time ago. I was an empty shell of a thing, called human. I'm a creation of what other people put into me. I have 0 personality.
And yet, no matter how i adapt, they don't seem satisfied. What did i do wrong?
No one wants me. No one needs me.
I'm sure after I'll be gone, many people will feel.. Relief. Or they may not care at all. Yes, no one will care.
Sure, someone will cry. But they would forget me in 2-3 months, because, well, many people have a thing called..
LIFE.
A thing i didn't obtain throughout my existence. An empty shell. Without any trace of humanity. I could've imitated it. But i couldn't feel it.
They simply exist in your mind. But what if they are fake? Have you ever thought about it? "Hello, how are you?" "take care of yourself". And do they really care, or this is just an illusion created by me?
And so... this is my final love mail before dissappearing. You may see other letter soon.
And you are its recipient.