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............to think that everyone would live normally without you, knowing that everyone you once loved had forgotten that you were ever a part of their lives, and no one knows your name, and someone's been covering your face in all the pictures of you with black ink. you'd think that you want to die. what's the point of life, then?

you don't know how this feels.

you... you remember me, right? right?! I know you do.

I-I'm still someone..... I... e-exist....