All the things I used to love just leave a bitter taste






It seems to me... there are many facets to people's personalities. And like a jewel, the light plays off them in complex patterns, illuminating their actions and their motives. But we only see a small number of the total facets. And what is illuminated is only a part of the whole story. What lies in the shadows? What do those facets we cannot see look like? Perhaps there are some parts we'll never lay eyes on, for as long as we live. Sometimes, I feel as though I'm blind to so much. But I keep hoping that one day it will become clear. I suppose what matters is... that we keep our eyes open, and keep moving forward. Even if the way sometimes seems dark.

No, no, no! I shun communication—detest togetherness! We'll create a world without friends, where only the lonely will play! Let's get this party finished!”

I've got this worthless collection, of all my wasted affection for you.

Hi Ray.