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@elcothedreamer
The rain continues to pound against the roof of the shed. We are alone in the world. I’ve never enjoyed the rain so much.
And when you’ve been hurt once, you’re afraid to try again later, in dread of enduring the same pain. You avoid getting hurt in an attempt to avoid suffering: for years, this principle will serve as my holy sacrament. So many lost years.
You get used to everything, even the defection of those you thought you were bound to forever.
in the end, death is only a matter between you and yourself