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[11:41 PM] CG: IT'S BEEN 98 DAYS, [name], AND YOU'RE STILL NOT BACK.
[11:41 PM] CG: I'VE BEEN COUNTING THE DAYS AGAIN IN CLASS BECAUSE YOU USED TO SIT BEHIND ME, BUT YOU DON'T ANYMORE.
[11:42 PM] CG: NO ONE'S FILLED IN YOUR SEAT. I WOULDN'T LET THEM. OUR TEACHER MS. PEIXES GOT ANGRY AT ME BECAUSE I WOULDN'T LET THE NEW KID DAVE SIT BEHIND ME. THAT WAS YOUR SEAT. IT'S ALWAYS GOING TO BE YOUR SEAT.
[11:43 PM] CG: I DON'T CARE WHAT THE RULES SAY. IT'S YOUR SEAT.
[11:43 PM] CG: DID YOU KNOW I GOT IN TROUBLE THE OTHER DAY WITH DAD?
[11:45 PM] CG: HE SAID IT WASN'T HEALTHY THAT I KEEP WRITING THESE MESSAGES TO YOU AND COUNTING THE DAYS YOU'VE BEEN GONE, AND I TOLD HIM HE NEEDED TO MIND HIS FUCKING BUSINESS. AFTER THAT DAD GOT REALLY ANGRY AND TOOK MY COMPUTER AWAY FROM ME, AND I STARTED CRYING. I BAWLED LIKE A FUCKING BABY. YOU SHOULD'VE SEEN IT—YOU WOULD'VE LAUGHED IF YOU HAD, LIKE YOU USED TO.
[11:47 PM] CG: YOUR LAUGH, GODDAMN IT IT WAS MY FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOU. YOUR NOSE CRINKLED IN THAT CUTE WAY IT DID AND YOUR [COLOR] EYES LIT UP LIKE THE SUN LIGHTENING UP THE MORNING SKY. I COULD COUNT CONSTELLATIONS DANCING IN THOSE EYES. I SWEAR TO GOD I FUCKING COULD.
[11:47 PM] CG: YOU WERE A PIECE OF HEAVEN ALL YOUR OWN, [NAME].
[11:48 PM] CG: I DON'T WANT TO WAKE UP TOMORROW.
[11:50 PM] CG: AND DAMN KANKRI, YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN HIM—HE CAUGHT ME WRITING ONE OF THESE MESSAGES TO YOU ONCE AND HE STARTED YELLING AT ME AND LECTURING ME ABOUT HOW I WAS TRIGGERING MYSELF, AND HOW I NEEDED TO STOP BECAUSE IT WASN'T HEALTHY.
[11:52 PM] CG: I DON'T CARE WHAT HE SAYS [NAME].
[11:52 PM] CG: I DON'T FUCKING CARE IF IT'S NOT HEALTHY IT'S NOT FAIR EITHER GODDAMN IT
[11:52 PM] CG: I DON'T FUCKING CARE
[11:52 PM] CG: I DON'T.
[11:55 PM] CG: DO YOU REMEMBER THE WAY YOU USED TO LOOK AT ME? YOU HAD WARMTH IN YOUR EYES AND FLOWERS WERE GROWING IN YOUR PITIFUL SOUL MY GOD YOU WERE PERFECTION.
[11:56 PM] CG: WERE.
[11:56 PM] CG: I GUESS PAST TENSE HAD TO TAKE PLACE EVENTUALLY.
[11:57 PM] CG: I WISH IT WEREN'T "WERE."
[12:05 AM] CG: I HATE THAT WORD.
[12:05 AM] CG: I HATE A LOT OF DIFFERENT THINGS.
[12:06 AM] CG: I HATE MYSELF.
[12:06 AM] CG: BUT NOT YOU
[12:07 AM] CG: I COULD NEVER HATE YOU.
[12:07 AM] CG: I WOULD CROSS UNIVERSES FOR YOU.
[12:08 AM] CG: EVEN IF YOU DON'T HAVE THE FUCKING STRENGTH TO JUMP A PUDDLE FOR ME.
[12:10 AM] CG: I'M USED TO BEING LET DOWN.
[12:12 AM] CG: I REMEMBER WHEN I WENT TO YOUR FUNERAL [NAME]
[12:12 AM] CG: YOU DIDN'T BELONG IN THAT COFFIN THOSE ARE FOR DEAD PEOPLE
[12:14 AM] CG: THAT'S WHAT I KEPT SAYING
[12:14 AM] CG: EXCEPT I WAS CRYING THEN
[12:15 AM] CG: OH WAIT I AM CRYING
[12:16 AM] CG: IF I LOST AN OUNCE OF BLOOD FOR EVERY TIME THAT I'VE CRIED OVER YOU I'D BE EMPTY.
[1:07 AM] CG: I'M SO SORRY [NAME]. MY DAD CAUGHT ME AGAIN WHILE I WAS WRITING TO YOU AND STARTED YELLING AT ME.
[1:08 AM] CG: HE TOOK MY COMPUTER AGAIN.
[1:08 AM] CG: FUCKING MORON HE IS, AS IF I DIDN'T PREPARE. I TOOK GAMZEE'S PHONE AND INSTALLED TROLLIAN ON IT SO I CAN TALK TO YOU. IT'S PRETTY FUCKING INGENIUS IF I SAY SO MYSELF.
[1:10 AM] CG: SLEEP IS SO OVER RATED, I DON'T NEED ANY OF IT.
[1:10 AM] CG: SLEEP ISN'T MY FRIEND ANYMORE I HATE SLEEPING.
[1:11 AM] CG: IN COMPLETE DARKNESS ALL I CAN SEE IS THE COLOR OF YOUR FUCKING EYES.
[1:45 AM] CG: DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE LIVING DEAD?
[1:45 AM] CG: THAT WAS A FUCKING DUMB QUESTION I'M SORRY
[1:46 AM] CG: YOU'RE NOT LIVING AT ALL YOU'RE ALL DEAD.
[1:46 AM] CG: I'M CRYING AGAIN.
[1:47 AM] CG: I CRY A LOT NOWADAYS.
[1:47 AM] CG: I COULD GIVE EVERY STARVING CHILD IN THE WORLD A GLASS OF WATER WITH ALL OF THE FUCKING TEARS I SHED EVERY SINGLE GODDAMN POINTLESS DAY.
[2:20 AM] CG: BREATHING IS BECOMING DIFFICULT AGAIN
[2:21 AM] CG: BACK IN THE OLD DAYS YOU USED TO CALM ME DOWN WHEN I COULDN'T BREATHE.
[2:21 AM] CG: DO YOU REMEMBER THAT?
[2:22 AM] CG: DO YOU REMEMBER WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BREATHE?
[2:47 AM] CG: NEVER MIND.
[2:48 AM] CG: I DON'T EITHER.
[3:00 AM] CG: ARE YOU HAPPY WHERE YOU'RE AT NOW?
[3:21 AM] CG: I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU HAPPIER SOMEWHERE ELSE.
[3:22 AM] CG: I WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN PLEASE LET ME SEE YOU AGAIN IT'S NOT FAIR THAT YOU'RE ALWAYS HIDING FROM ME.
[3:22 AM] CG: I'D SELL MY SORRY SOUL BEFORE I'D BELIEVE THAT YOU'RE DEAD.
[4:04 AM] CG: I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU AGAIN WHEN YOU LET ME [name].
[4:04 AM] CG: I HAVE THE DAY PLANNED OUT.
[4:08 AM] CG: WE'LL GO TO ALL YOUR FAVORITE PLACES, AND WATCH ALL YOUR FAVORITE MOVIES AND SNUGGLE UP BESIDE EACH OTHER ON MY COUCH. I'LL BRING YOU SOMEWHERE NICE AND PAY FOR AN EXPENSIVE MEAL AND GET YOU ALL THE STUFF YOU WANT IN THE ENTIRE WORLD. EVEN IF YOU WANT THE WORLD I'LL GET THAT FOR YOU. AND THEN I'LL GET TO TELL YOU ALL THE THINGS I NEVER TOLD YOU ABOUT, AND WE'LL GET TO BE US AGAIN INSTEAD OF ME AND YOU.
[4:09 AM] CG: IT'LL BE THE PERFECT DAY.
[4:30 AM] CG: I'M SCARED THAT YOU WON'T BE THERE WHEN THAT DAY COMES [name].
[4:31 AM] CG: I'M SCARED.
[5:10 AM] CG: I'M NOT STRONG ENOUGH FOR THE BOTH OF US.
[5:11 AM] CG: I'M NOT STRONG ENOUGH FOR MYSELF.
[5:11 AM] CG: I'M
[5:11 AM] CG: NOT
[5:12 AM] CG: S T R O N G .
[5:57 AM] CG: FLUSHED FOR YOU.
[5:59 AM] [chumhandle]: Error occured; this user does not exist. Please try again later.
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—carcinoGeneticist [CG] began trolling [handle name here] at 11:41 PM—
[11:41 PM] CG: IT'S BEEN 98 DAYS, [name], AND YOU'RE STILL NOT BACK.
[11:41 PM] CG: I'VE BEEN COUNTING THE DAYS AGAIN IN CLASS BECAUSE YOU USED TO SIT BEHIND ME, BUT YOU DON'T ANYMORE.
[11:42 PM] CG: NO ONE'S FILLED IN YOUR SEAT. I WOULDN'T LET THEM. OUR TEACHER MS. PEIXES GOT ANGRY AT ME BECAUSE I WOULDN'T LET THE NEW KID DAVE SIT BEHIND ME. THAT WAS YOUR SEAT. IT'S ALWAYS GOING TO BE YOUR SEAT.
[11:43 PM] CG: I DON'T CARE WHAT THE RULES SAY. IT'S YOUR SEAT.
[11:43 PM] CG: DID YOU KNOW I GOT IN TROUBLE THE OTHER DAY WITH DAD?
[11:45 PM] CG: HE SAID IT WASN'T HEALTHY THAT I KEEP WRITING THESE MESSAGES TO YOU AND COUNTING THE DAYS YOU'VE BEEN GONE, AND I TOLD HIM HE NEEDED TO MIND HIS FUCKING BUSINESS. AFTER THAT DAD GOT REALLY ANGRY AND TOOK MY COMPUTER AWAY FROM ME, AND I STARTED CRYING. I BAWLED LIKE A FUCKING BABY. YOU SHOULD'VE SEEN IT—YOU WOULD'VE LAUGHED IF YOU HAD, LIKE YOU USED TO.
[11:47 PM] CG: YOUR LAUGH, GODDAMN IT IT WAS MY FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOU. YOUR NOSE CRINKLED IN THAT CUTE WAY IT DID AND YOUR [COLOR] EYES LIT UP LIKE THE SUN LIGHTENING UP THE MORNING SKY. I COULD COUNT CONSTELLATIONS DANCING IN THOSE EYES. I SWEAR TO GOD I FUCKING COULD.
[11:47 PM] CG: YOU WERE A PIECE OF HEAVEN ALL YOUR OWN, [NAME].
[11:48 PM] CG: I DON'T WANT TO WAKE UP TOMORROW.
[11:50 PM] CG: AND DAMN KANKRI, YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN HIM—HE CAUGHT ME WRITING ONE OF THESE MESSAGES TO YOU ONCE AND HE STARTED YELLING AT ME AND LECTURING ME ABOUT HOW I WAS TRIGGERING MYSELF, AND HOW I NEEDED TO STOP BECAUSE IT WASN'T HEALTHY.
[11:52 PM] CG: I DON'T CARE WHAT HE SAYS [NAME].
[11:52 PM] CG: I DON'T FUCKING CARE IF IT'S NOT HEALTHY IT'S NOT FAIR EITHER GODDAMN IT
[11:52 PM] CG: I DON'T FUCKING CARE
[11:52 PM] CG: I DON'T.
[11:55 PM] CG: DO YOU REMEMBER THE WAY YOU USED TO LOOK AT ME? YOU HAD WARMTH IN YOUR EYES AND FLOWERS WERE GROWING IN YOUR PITIFUL SOUL MY GOD YOU WERE PERFECTION.
[11:56 PM] CG: WERE.
[11:56 PM] CG: I GUESS PAST TENSE HAD TO TAKE PLACE EVENTUALLY.
[11:57 PM] CG: I WISH IT WEREN'T "WERE."
[12:05 AM] CG: I HATE THAT WORD.
[12:05 AM] CG: I HATE A LOT OF DIFFERENT THINGS.
[12:06 AM] CG: I HATE MYSELF.
[12:06 AM] CG: BUT NOT YOU
[12:07 AM] CG: I COULD NEVER HATE YOU.
[12:07 AM] CG: I WOULD CROSS UNIVERSES FOR YOU.
[12:08 AM] CG: EVEN IF YOU DON'T HAVE THE FUCKING STRENGTH TO JUMP A PUDDLE FOR ME.
[12:10 AM] CG: I'M USED TO BEING LET DOWN.
[12:12 AM] CG: I REMEMBER WHEN I WENT TO YOUR FUNERAL [NAME]
[12:12 AM] CG: YOU DIDN'T BELONG IN THAT COFFIN THOSE ARE FOR DEAD PEOPLE
[12:14 AM] CG: THAT'S WHAT I KEPT SAYING
[12:14 AM] CG: EXCEPT I WAS CRYING THEN
[12:15 AM] CG: OH WAIT I AM CRYING
[12:16 AM] CG: IF I LOST AN OUNCE OF BLOOD FOR EVERY TIME THAT I'VE CRIED OVER YOU I'D BE EMPTY.
—carcinoGeneticist [CG] has ceased trolling [handle name here] at 12:17 AM—
—carcinoGeneticist [CG] began trolling [handle name here] at 1:07 AM—
[1:07 AM] CG: I'M SO SORRY [NAME]. MY DAD CAUGHT ME AGAIN WHILE I WAS WRITING TO YOU AND STARTED YELLING AT ME.
[1:08 AM] CG: HE TOOK MY COMPUTER AGAIN.
[1:08 AM] CG: FUCKING MORON HE IS, AS IF I DIDN'T PREPARE. I TOOK GAMZEE'S PHONE AND INSTALLED TROLLIAN ON IT SO I CAN TALK TO YOU. IT'S PRETTY FUCKING INGENIUS IF I SAY SO MYSELF.
[1:10 AM] CG: SLEEP IS SO OVER RATED, I DON'T NEED ANY OF IT.
[1:10 AM] CG: SLEEP ISN'T MY FRIEND ANYMORE I HATE SLEEPING.
[1:11 AM] CG: IN COMPLETE DARKNESS ALL I CAN SEE IS THE COLOR OF YOUR FUCKING EYES.
[1:45 AM] CG: DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE LIVING DEAD?
[1:45 AM] CG: THAT WAS A FUCKING DUMB QUESTION I'M SORRY
[1:46 AM] CG: YOU'RE NOT LIVING AT ALL YOU'RE ALL DEAD.
[1:46 AM] CG: I'M CRYING AGAIN.
[1:47 AM] CG: I CRY A LOT NOWADAYS.
[1:47 AM] CG: I COULD GIVE EVERY STARVING CHILD IN THE WORLD A GLASS OF WATER WITH ALL OF THE FUCKING TEARS I SHED EVERY SINGLE GODDAMN POINTLESS DAY.
[2:20 AM] CG: BREATHING IS BECOMING DIFFICULT AGAIN
[2:21 AM] CG: BACK IN THE OLD DAYS YOU USED TO CALM ME DOWN WHEN I COULDN'T BREATHE.
[2:21 AM] CG: DO YOU REMEMBER THAT?
[2:22 AM] CG: DO YOU REMEMBER WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BREATHE?
[2:47 AM] CG: NEVER MIND.
[2:48 AM] CG: I DON'T EITHER.
[3:00 AM] CG: ARE YOU HAPPY WHERE YOU'RE AT NOW?
[3:21 AM] CG: I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU HAPPIER SOMEWHERE ELSE.
[3:22 AM] CG: I WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN PLEASE LET ME SEE YOU AGAIN IT'S NOT FAIR THAT YOU'RE ALWAYS HIDING FROM ME.
[3:22 AM] CG: I'D SELL MY SORRY SOUL BEFORE I'D BELIEVE THAT YOU'RE DEAD.
[4:04 AM] CG: I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU AGAIN WHEN YOU LET ME [name].
[4:04 AM] CG: I HAVE THE DAY PLANNED OUT.
[4:08 AM] CG: WE'LL GO TO ALL YOUR FAVORITE PLACES, AND WATCH ALL YOUR FAVORITE MOVIES AND SNUGGLE UP BESIDE EACH OTHER ON MY COUCH. I'LL BRING YOU SOMEWHERE NICE AND PAY FOR AN EXPENSIVE MEAL AND GET YOU ALL THE STUFF YOU WANT IN THE ENTIRE WORLD. EVEN IF YOU WANT THE WORLD I'LL GET THAT FOR YOU. AND THEN I'LL GET TO TELL YOU ALL THE THINGS I NEVER TOLD YOU ABOUT, AND WE'LL GET TO BE US AGAIN INSTEAD OF ME AND YOU.
[4:09 AM] CG: IT'LL BE THE PERFECT DAY.
[4:30 AM] CG: I'M SCARED THAT YOU WON'T BE THERE WHEN THAT DAY COMES [name].
[4:31 AM] CG: I'M SCARED.
[5:10 AM] CG: I'M NOT STRONG ENOUGH FOR THE BOTH OF US.
[5:11 AM] CG: I'M NOT STRONG ENOUGH FOR MYSELF.
[5:11 AM] CG: I'M
[5:11 AM] CG: NOT
[5:12 AM] CG: S T R O N G .
[5:57 AM] CG: FLUSHED FOR YOU.
[5:59 AM] [chumhandle]: Error occured; this user does not exist. Please try again later.
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GODDAMMIT KARKAT! I TOLD YOU NOT TO DIE TILL YOU WERE 1000 YEARS OLD AND TO DIE IN YOUR FUCKING SLEEP!!!!!!! KARKRI GET TO YOUR BROTHER'S ROOM NOW DAMMIT!!!!