They miss me too.
Okay, that sounded gay.
My knee injury is back again.
It even hurts whenever I walk.
We do lots of running.
I worry.
I shall not give up on my squadmates now.
Let's give each other more time.
Perhaps the future will be better for us.
I feel neglected by my friends.
I feel miserable being single.
I'm going to be left on the shelf.
I'm becoming a model.
Hahahahaha.
Joke.
I'm worried about my future. (Still am)
I want to have things.
But I know they're not easy to come by.
Wonders how many are true.
Wonders whether they backstab.
Feels out of place.
Humans....
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