ITT: Pokémon suicide notes. I'll begin.

It was never my fault I had to be as unhurried as I am.

Everyone either simply points and laughs at my lack of fleetness, or shakes their head and turns away in contempt. I honestly can't remember the last time that anyone has ever acknowledged me for my strengths as a fighter. Everyone rather just holds the stereotype of my signature flaw, and throws me off into the PC box, never to be heard from or cared about again.

No matter what, I'm always left behind, the latest of the bloomers, the thickest of bricks, the slowest of the slow.

However, today's going to be different. See you soon.