thats one of the things ive been worried about the most, i think
[Jimmy sends that before really getting together what else he was trying to say, so there's a bit of a lengthy pause before he continues. He takes that time to read over what he's said for a second time.
Killing someone with your own two hands and making a decision that results in someone else's death is just as bad as doing it personally. Nobody would argue, no matter what the circumstances surrounding the incident were. Like he said, the circumstances are complicated. Jimmy doesn't want to know, but he still can't help but assume that what happened was beyond his control.
Perhaps it's still that innate desire to see the best in everyone. Maybe. ...but that's exactly what he wanted to bring up next, isn't it?]
say i was a different kind of person, before. somebody who was...still me, but i guess lived a really different life than the one im living right now then i wake up in miseryville with no memories of anything else, or at least not much what does that mean? does that mean whoever i am now isnt really who im supposed to be? like its some sort of i dunno its just fake maybe
[He's not sure if he really means that. He probably doesn't, but he can't think of a better way to word it.]
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[Jimmy sends that before really getting together what else he was trying to say, so there's a bit of a lengthy pause before he continues. He takes that time to read over what he's said for a second time.
Killing someone with your own two hands and making a decision that results in someone else's death is just as bad as doing it personally. Nobody would argue, no matter what the circumstances surrounding the incident were. Like he said, the circumstances are complicated. Jimmy doesn't want to know, but he still can't help but assume that what happened was beyond his control.
Perhaps it's still that innate desire to see the best in everyone. Maybe. ...but that's exactly what he wanted to bring up next, isn't it?]
say i was a different kind of person, before. somebody who was...still me, but i guess lived a really different life than the one im living right now
then i wake up in miseryville with no memories of anything else, or at least not much
what does that mean? does that mean whoever i am now isnt really who im supposed to be?
like its some sort of
i dunno
its just fake maybe
[He's not sure if he really means that. He probably doesn't, but he can't think of a better way to word it.]