You guys are surrounded by the washed out wreckage of my life. And I had done things I did not want to do because i was preparing to die. And I still may honestly and I am somewhat fine with it. Music, memes, media, and sometimes shit got pretty fucking reckless. Requests and demands I made to prove a terrible tragedy to the people I loved. Because I lived a life that no one could possibly believe. It is one of those things were you actually have to see it happening. And know me to even believe it. It was a nightmare. But I got what I needed. I doxxed myself and I said what i said and people on mass had the choice to do it or not. I was a small part of a larger thing. And we all worked together to do what we wanted.