Didn't Really Matter Anyway
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MatureComplete Fri, Nov 22, 20244h 53m
That's right, these are just.. my memories. They're flashing before my eyes, but why? Am I dying? No, I can't die yet, there's so much I have to do. And really... I really don't want to relive through these memories. My past... This worthless past. This worthless...
"And that fleeting hope where I started to believe that I could fix my life grew so big, I couldn't control it. At that moment, I knew I had to make it back to finish my self-imposed duties."
"But in the end, they were nothing but words. I couldn't manage a single thing on my own. At the end of the day, right before my eyes, I'm reminded that I shouldn't have been the one to survive-Not at all."
All of my attempts, everything I've been through, and all I had to suffer for, it was all just a pathetic, comical, uninteresting story.
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