Zombina's Suicide Note

Dear Everyone,
Sooooo…. This is probably a horrible surprise, huh? I know you’re wondering right now, who the fuck killed Zombina? Well here’s your answer.
It was me. I killed myself.
Shocking, huh? Well, I was kinda screwed anyway. Ya see… my preservative fluids need ta be replaced every three weeks, or I’ll start rotting. I started rotting this Sunday. Ya probably noticed me wearing more layers, wearing the mask from Lucina-chan’s room, and doin’ weird stuff like laying on the ice at night. Yeaaah…. I didn’t want ya ta know, so I tried ta see if I could stop it myself.
It… didn’t work out. I was fucked. I didn’t want to leave ya all, but I was going ta rot away into an former shell of myself. You’ve probably noticed the lowered energy levels from the last few days. It’s… from my brain rotting. I’d eventually get ta the level of someone who just woke up. That would totally fuck over my job, my lifestyle, my everything.
But… I was intendin’ on sticking around as long as possible. Until the motive. I can’t let ya guys lives be ruined. I can’t let Kara-kun and Aka-kun never see their brothers again. I can’t let Korra-chan never see Republic City or her friends again. I can’t let Kaiba…. Seto-kun never see his little brother Mokuba-kun or his rival Yuugi-kun again. I won't let my best friend and little brother Akira never see his friends again. I won’t let my little sister Penny never see Ruby-chan again. I won’t let my little brother Yuri never see his grandpa again and have to throw away his skating career he’s worked so hard to build up.
If I’m fucked anyway, I’m going ta die protecting the ones I love and give a fuck about from having their entire fucking lives and families being ripped away from them by some chucklefucks who seem ta get off on our suffering!
So…. Do me all a huge favor here. Take care of eachother. Seto-kun, Marisa-chan, Roxy-chan, Korra-chan, Kara-kun, Max-kun, B, and Aka-kun? Do me an even bigger favor and please keep an eye on Yuri, Akira, and Penny. I love all of you so, so, so much! It was real fucking weird at first getting used ta bein’ seen as an person by all ya, and your acceptance meant the world ta me. I wish more people in my world were more like all of ya and less like the assholes they can be sometimes.
Once you all get out of here…. Do a gal a favor and let my M.O.N. teammates- Manako-chan, Tio-Chan, Doppel-chan, and my boss Agent Smith-, a guy named Kurusu Kimihito, and a little newly turned zombie girl named Yuuhi, know that I went out protecting those who meant the most to me. Kay?
Aaaaanway. I’m running out of space on this paper, so I’ll just… write more personalized letters detailing who gets what outta my room and my stuff back in my world and leave ‘em in my room. Also a public will of sorts I guess?
 [<small>The page gets messy with dried teardrops at the end.</small>]
I better not be seeing any of ya anytime soon. Ya all got lives ahead of ya, so live ‘em ta the fullest for me, ‘kay?
Goodbye and Best wishes, Zombina.
[<small>Hastily scribbled in near the end is an addendum.</small>]
P.S. SHIT I ALMOST FORGOT! AKIRA. MARISA. DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE PUT ANY RED STUFF IN YA MOUTHS! IF IT’S MY PRESERVATIVE FLUIDS, THEN IT WILL FUCKING KILL YA! IF YA DIE LIKE THAT, THEN I AM PUNCHING YOU IN THE AFTERLIFE!!!! THAT GOES FOR EVERYONE ELSE TOO! DO! NOT! EAT! THE! RED! STUFF!