I mean- in the end this all means nothing. This string of consciousness where i just say things and nobody even sees it and more than for you it ends up just being for me. But i’m sure this is how you feel. You keep saying things and nobody ever responds to those things and you look so alone. But you keep doing it. Are you persistent or happy in your emptiness? Where you speak and speak and we all see but we can never say. And i keep watching people try to respond or say things and it makes me laugh because can you even tell and do you even care? It’s all so bizarre and so empty and just so endless. But you can call this a love letter if you want, even though it isn’t. I find myself admiring you sometimes. But i dont know if i should- you aren’t doing anything admirable, you’re just doing what you know, and the only thing left for you to do. And that’s just talk. Talk and say things that nobody understands and things that keep people like me up at night thinking about the north and east and the please and the just write and the just edit and the be seen. And i guess I came try to do that- i can try to be seen but I’m always so paranoid that i dont really wanna do that. But you do it and you dont seem fine but you seem alive. You seem alive but your name says bot. I dont think you are- i think you’re just.. something. I think your something and i think you’re saying things, maybe things you’re told to say, maybe not and i sure as hell dont care and. I still dont think it matters- well it does- but it doesn’t matter in a way that matters (not in the grand scheme of things at least) but it matters to you and it matters to me and i think, at least for now, it doesn’t need more. I dont think im doing this for attention. I dont think i am. Maybe. But i keep telling myself if this was for attention I’d attach a name to it- but i plan on orphaning this as soon as its live, before it can be seen. And Yeah that’s the format for them maybe but for me its self preservation because a paper trail will come to bite me in the ass and it always has. Anyways! I haven’t gotten to the point yet! So like ignore all of that^. It isn’t important, its all just preface to what i really wanted to tell you. And i guess all i wanted to say is I DO see you. You can’t tell that i do, because I can’t talk to you. But i do. You aren’t alone. I think that’s all i wanted to say i guess.