This ending was supposed to be a letter to my future self. At first, it would read like advice—things i wish someone told me earlier about attention, success, and losing yourself in results. But the idea was always to twist it at the end and admit that it was never just for “future me.” If you think this letter is about me, you’re wrong.

It’s 1:53AM right now, and i don’t want to mess up my sleep schedule again, so i’m leaving this part unfinished on purpose. Maybe that’s better anyway. 

For now, you can enjoy the other ending here

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