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A suicide letter by an immortal man

Greetings, stranger

Greetings, stranger

May 10, 2019

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  • •  Blood/Gore
  • •  Cursing/Profanity
  • •  Suicide and self-harm
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First of all, allow me to excuse myself for the disgusting mess you're probably seeing and smelling right now. In my defence, this old, forbidden, tiny room (with its four peeled-off walls, and its half tiled and half dark-water-stained floor) of my new—and presumably last—so-called flat, already looked and smelled like shit when I moved in. My only artistic addition to this junkyard is the smell of my slowly decomposing body and all the pieces of skull and brain matter I splattered along with the litres of blood in various spots—especially all over the piece of wood that I use as a desk, as well as on my rusty Royal Epoch; and of course, on some of the now soaked-in-red recycled paper sheets in which you're probably not so easily reading these lines. But of course, my asking for apologies only makes sense if you find yourself in the already and so poorly described scenario holding my eco-friendly last words.

You know, every time I kill myself, I imagine someone will immediately find my body thanks to the loud as fuck bang coming out of my good old and shiny MP-412 REX. I traded this trusty skull blower for a favour from a forum filled with Russian paedophiles who looked for no ones like me to temporarily store and safeguard a large number of loathful videos and pictures—that not even a 9.07mm bullet gunshot directly to your brains can wipe out. But I'm typewriting this in a dangerous part of the city, so it's also likely that even my few crackhead neighbours will just ignore the gunshot, and days and weeks will pass until someone disgustingly attracted by the fragrance exhaling from my corpse will find this unnecessarily long and pathetic story of my life.

Then there's the possibility that you are a hardworking member of the law investigating this bloodbath, so let me tell you (officer, sir) that you don't have to keep digging for clues because everything is stupidly detailed in here. To make your job easier—yes, this is just a case of suicide, and my name is (or used to be) the one I'm using to sign on my improvised book cover. However, if you research that name, you won't find any legal documents about me nor relatives or friends in this life. I'm actually—so desperately—trying to get back to them.

After having written that short disclaimer, I want to quickly discuss the fact that I hate I've done this I don't know how many times now, and in some way, I always feel the need to apologise for the egotistical way I'm taking my own life. You know, I always wanted to donate my organs. Last time I checked my blood type was O negative, so I suppose many people would've benefited from this—but please don't take it personally, sick and dying readers. There used to be a life where I dreamed of becoming a tree after passing away, thanks to those weird egg-shaped capsules where your body rests inside and underground to directly nourish a sprout—so... dreams don't always come true for everyone, I guess.

The point here is that I don't know who you are, where you are or how this—my never-ending opera prima—ended up with you. I only want to share my story with someone before I go. Lately, writing has been helping me build up my guts.

And... now I'm about to type what I believe are the most significant three consequent words in all these pages, and they're so important they will determine whether you stop or continue with this bullshit. 

I don't even know how humourlessly you’re going to take it but, fuck it, here we go.

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I read the title, and holy God I think I fell in love. This is so creative, I have never read or heard of anything like this before!

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A suicide letter by an immortal man
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I know it sounds even stupider if you read this in front of my goddamned corpse, but please don't let that tiny detail fool you because I am about to explain what is going on here.

I don't even know how many times I've already written this letter to tell my story and then killed myself, hoping to wake up back in a life where I didn't use to be so miserable. This is me trying to explain my immortality and how I ended up in this pathetic loop.

Maybe in another timeline or alternate universe this is just a book written by another me, living a slightly better life.

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25 episodes

  • Greetings, stranger
    Episode 1 Greetings, stranger
  • I. CANNOT. DIE.
    Episode 2 I. CANNOT. DIE.
  • February 1993
    Episode 3 February 1993
  • A huge disappointment
    Episode 4 A huge disappointment
  • Food asphyxiation
    Episode 5 Food asphyxiation
  • Cannabinoid poisoning
    Episode 6 Cannabinoid poisoning
  • The Witching Hour stroll
    Episode 7 The Witching Hour stroll
  • The glimpse
    Episode 8 The glimpse
  • There and back again
    Episode 9 There and back again
  • Let's make it happen then
    Episode 10 Let's make it happen then
  • But patience is a virtue
    Episode 11 But patience is a virtue
  • And things happen for a reason
    Episode 12 And things happen for a reason
  • The cat
    Episode 13 The cat
  • Fireball
    Episode 14 Fireball
  • Kubrickesque
    Episode 15 Kubrickesque
  • A modern myth
    Episode 16 A modern myth
  • The interview
    Episode 17 The interview
  • Penitence
    Episode 18 Penitence
  • Rejection
    Episode 19 Rejection
  • Next book
    Episode 20 Next book
Ep. 1 Greetings, stranger

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