I've addressed the matter correctly. You need help. We all know you won't get it and we all pray that a train could hit you before you actually act abon these sick thoughts you're having.

For the time being, your anemi toys are waiting for your lonely creepy ass. Go to them, these prints and toys probably are the reason you didn't kill yourself so far.

I must say, even though we wish for a train to hit you, we also feel sorry for you. Go give your defeated and disappointed mom a hug, she might sense whatever wrong with you sand get you the help you need.