I know-Dear Gamzee,
I know your favorite color is purple. I know that you like clowns and you like to make people laugh. I know that you started hardcore drugs in middle school but you've sobered up to only weed during high school. I know your favorite band is ICP and Juggalo Island is practically your theme song.
Those times when Rufioh was gone or when he'd leave, he needed to satiate your needs so he set me to do it. Any gifts and love notes sent to you were of my imagination. I always hated you- how you would bend to Rufioh's will, how you never saw his flaws, how you were so easily fooled by him. But I loved you, loved how you were so willing to change, willing to do anything to prove your love. I loved Kurloz, but after he rejected me I continued to write to you, I liked to pretend that you loved me. That you thought so highly of me-that you were the one person who loved me.
I know that you're a wonderful boy. I know that you deserve more than the world can give you. I know you didn't d