Memoria
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31 Oct 2018, 22:22
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Journals
A slow tear falls down the left cheek as I see the names that are in the past scroll by. A melancholic yet fuzzy warm feeling grabs hold of me. I seem to recall the past, it was great, if not the greatest time I've been alive. The world is so different now, work, home, friends and everything else keeps you just on the edge, enough not to jump and too much to keep it all in. Best memories, good game, it was fun till it lasted. RIP RTCW <3
Shut the fuck up.
Sincerely yours
do it
this is a suicide note innit?