Can I just say, and I'm just being honest...

[Esquilax]

CIJS...
I wish you were dead. I realize how horrible it makes me seem, to wish death upon a fellow human. You're not human, though. I wish I had more courage. I feel I had responsibility in a way in every time after that one in which I wasn't involved. Had I been brave, maybe you wouldn't be roaming around with the rest of us. I don't hate you. I'm afraid of you. For some inexplicable reason, I can't hate you and fear you at the same time. The thought of you makes me feel sick to my bones and I feel dead inside. I don't have space in my mind to hate you. Your scent makes me sick. Sometimes clients smell like you and I hate them, even though I can't hate you. Flip phones remind me of you. Foam cups. VCRs. And I hate them. I wish you could read this. I wish you could feel the pain you created. Then again, I think you'd like it. Maybe then I'd hate you. Just... stop. Stop. Leave people alone. Stop. Do the world a favor. I'm telling you right now that if I see your face at the bottom of a vodka drink one more time, I'll scream. You know... I'll scream with a voice. A voice. But I stay away from vodka. I stay away from you. Just stay away from me, too. I kept my word. Leave me the fuck alone.

You could send him my way if he troubles you, see if maybe you can hate him after watching him get punched in the throat.

I'll use my ring hand and everything.