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hey fushiguro,
would you be mad at me?
if i said i stopped living for myself,
would you?
maybe its worth it, so i can see you again.
you know, life is so fucking bad.
when i thought i could save everyone,
they all died.
in my hands.
you told me you saved me because i was a good person,
but i think you got ahead of yourself, because i was never one.
i want to give up, i want to stop.
i just want to stop.
i cant do this anymore, fushiguro.
everyone kept dying, everyone left me behind.
i never asked for any of this, i was just trying to help.
why cant i just die already?
why?
whats wrong with me?
whats fucking wrong with me?
why do i have to mess everything up?
why, fushiguro?
…
someone has to keep moving, right?
but i dont think thats me anymore.
sorry, fushiguro.
its all you now,
do better than i ever could, okay?
i'm counting on you.