Who would create such a beautiful world to punish its glamorous skin with such putrid diseases known as humans. That isn't fair now is it?
I'd like to believe on opposite terms that I perhaps am not a disease, but the mirror never lies, and the glossy reflection i see is all but another disease in fancy dress and hooded eyes.
Dear world?
I am dearly sorry for your loss.

I am only here in search of a dear friend who I lost contact with...