[EXE Request Thread]
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#execommunity#Sonicexe
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I have a feeling I'm going to regret this...
Dear #execommunity,
Remember how I keep saying "Too busy, no requests"?
Let's make a loophole for you.
Give me a line that you'd like to hear me say as Sonic.exe (Or Crimson X, as you calll him), and I will see what I can do.
I don't know what's happening to me anymore. I'm in constant agony, left arm & shoulder's crippled & spasming, can't stand for long or record anything, doctors made the problem worse & ALSO refuse to take any of it seriously, and I haven't genuinely slept since however long ago.
Haven't caught up with anyone. That option's wrecked.
Others should be far ahead by now, and I'm not begging anyone for anything. Things just went this way, and I'm too exhausted & in too much pain to keep track of how or why anymore.
It physically hurts just to type this.
After I somehow do any lines for the only part of me anyone will remember, there's no more reason for me to exist.
Fuck the film I've wasted years on. Fuck the illusion I will ever escape & assemble a life.
I need to be put down.
I'll again be ready to accept that soon enough.
I can't be of use until I work out what part of my head is doing the "Thinking".
I malfunction because soon enough, I know I'll be back in "The void", as it were. Might as well get it over with.
Hard to believe right now I made things like this:
https://t.co/Yap9c0PO3V
I simply cannot understand how anyone claims to look up to me.
You don't look up to a stepping stone. It's under your feet.
I wish like hell that I was worth knowing.
There's things I know that could be awesome to share.
I wanted to function so badly this time. I really did.
I don't know how long it's been specifically.
This is what I do.
I tried to stop this kind of thing from happening, and before I knew it, I'm already... Well, like I am now.
I have no idea how to make it back, and no one can help me.
People have previously tried. It broke them.
I was really getting to know some of you this time.
Then I yet again fell off the tightrope I'm on, right in front of someone. In real-time.
There's some out there who actually want/wanted this kind of spectacle to personally show up on their virtual doorstep... Are you insane?!
Last preview I have to show for this.
I don't expect anyone to watch this.
I just want it on some kind of record, just in case; For all I'm worth, I could do this stuff.
#ResidentEvil#Biohazard
https://t.co/lvoQctwTxh
I wish I wasn't whatever I am.
I wish people could help me with words. But they can't.
You can't reach me. I'm not here.
You don't know what it's like living with all of this.
I'm not interacting until I have material.
Doing the EXE requests. It's all I'm worth.
I'm probably not me right now.
I'm in quite a lot of pain, but that doesn't mean anything.
I have no value as a person anyway, and just end up hurting others because they can't help me.
Y'know what? Watch this.
I don't care how pretentious you may think I am for saying what I'm about to say.
This is me... It's me.
You've all had your lives while I've been stuck there for a decade.
I'm still there, and I'm never getting out.
https://t.co/4rNIqHdlAb
Can't sleep, I made a mess of things.
I've stuff to do.
I'm not alright.
I deserve whatever this all results in.
Everything's wrong & it's my fault.
I hope you all enjoy a nice future with your career, loved ones, a comfy house, kids & pets, and whatever else.
All I will never have.
I will one day lose the roof over my head. It's then a case of freezing or starving to death on the streets, if I don't get murdered first.