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This is why. Why I don't let people in so easily. Why I don't get close to them so easily.
Idiot.
Gon, where are you. I want to You always know
Well, so much for that.
...the apartment feels very empty, with just me in it. Me and the ticking. It's funny, the way you become so used to something that you only realize you were taking it for granted when it's gone. Is this what it's like, being human?
Maybe I'll play in the Underground for a little bit~