Not About Me
I once left a letter in my mail box to Amanda. it was stupid, but i did it anyway. when i went there in the morning, there was a purple envelope with her totem in the corner. i had asked in the letter, why do I need to find you. the letter wasn’t from Amanda, it was from Casimir, her “brother”. all it said was:
Maye this isn’t about me. this isn’t about me and my sister. This is about what really matters.
this makes no sense, will someone try and help me figure it out, please? i’ve been killing myself trying to get what could be more important than Casimir… and Amanda, of course.