I sat in my dungeon looking at the mirror for a while, and then I asked myself: OK, what’s your next step? My twin in the mirror asked me what I meant by that. Well, I said, you lost everyone you had. Then I heard a strange sound, like someone was behind me, and a voice said: You still have us. I looked behind me – no one was there. I asked myself: Are you losing your mind? And the voice said: Are you losing your mind? I didn’t know how to answer, seeing as I didn’t have a mind to begin with.
My twin in the mirror asked me what was I looking for – pity, or answers? I said, Take your pity and shove it. And as for the answers, answer me this. Why, where, when, how, who, and do I really give a damn? I lost my mother, then my boyfriend. I can’t love my money. I need someone to talk to. People like me aren’t supposed to miss people, we’re just supposed to let them go and move on. Move on to a different world, a different timezone, a different life.