Written 02 October 2019
The more I re-watch an episode of 'Tamayura'―whether it's from either of the two complete seasons, the OVA series that started it all, or the four-part movie that marked its end―the more I realize how far have I actually fallen as a person. All I want is to have "true friends"―people who truly understand me, and will be with me in good times and bad―just like with Sawatari Fuu's circle of friends in the story. However, I've become used to being alone, I am slowly finding solace with it―thanks to all those painful memories of both my childhood and teenage years.
If I were given the chance to restart my life with a blank slate, I would actually take it; by then, I am going to set things right, or at least try to live a life different from what I have right now. Living the life of a recluse is no fun at all. Might as well buy a coffin and sleep in it, lid closed.
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After Action [COMPLETED]
Não FicçãoA "declassified" compilation of rants written on the 'Unknown Variable' Facebook page for this year . . . A chronicle of one broken man's journey into the heart of his own darkness . . . A raw look at the negative, pessimistic, and profane―but authe...