how do i know if it is her or me? she is the one who alwasy wants to die. but i am the one thinking these thoughts, typing them out. i dont feel connected to myself. i feel like i am encapulated and operating this body like a puppeteer. i feel like i have a secret. i feel like i should teell cause secrets are bad. secretsarebad. but i cant tell. i cant say a word. bad things will happen to me. how many are here? yes we keep the secret. no one will ever know.