Brian Laundrie's notebook: "I ended her life"

Roberta Laundrie's letter to her son, found in his backpack with his body:

I just want you to remember I will always Love you, and I know you will always Love me. You are my boy. Nothing can make me stop loving you. Nothing will or could ever divide us: no matter what we do, or where we go or what we say -- we will always Love each other. If you're in jail, I will bake a cake with a file in it. If you need to dispose of a body, I will bring show up with a shovel and garbage bags. If you fly to the moon, I will be watching the skies for your re-entry. If you say you hate my guts, I'll get new guts. Remember that love is a verb, not a noun. It's not a thing, it's not words, it is actions. Watch people's actions to know if they love you -- not their words. "Therefore I am certain that neither death nor Life, nor angels nor the ruling spirits, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers from above, nor powers from below, nothing in the entire created world can separate our love. Neither hostile powers nor messengers of heaven nor monarchs of earth. Nothing has the power to separate us... " --Romans 8:38 (extended version!) (Nothing can separate us: "not hatred, not hunger, not homelessness, not threats, not even sin, not the thinkable or unthinkable can get between us.) ~Not time. Not miles and miles and miles.~

Nobody believes this was some kind of mercy killing, right? IF she slipped and hit her head, call for help. They weren’t hiking an unreachable mountain, right? WTF?

Have you seen his hand-writing? Like, what the fuck is that.

This makes me feel like crying

Depraved

What a psychopath

"I thought it was merciful, that it is what she wanted, but I see now all the mistakes I made."

FFFFUUUUUUCCKK YOU SCUM!

I'm an atheist, but may you burn in hell, vile scrote! I hope your last moments were miserable.