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i think about kamyu everyday.

is it strange that even after, well, 2 weeks,

there are still those moments

where i can't control myself.


my most precious friend died,

and i am the only one that morns him.


the ugly realization that was revealed

after all of this was

there's no one i can talk to about this,

and it's still back to this fucking computer and this fucking blog,

this fucking situation that i'm fighting everyday

to not based my life on.