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Posted on: Tuesday, January 20, 2009
I understand, briefly, now, why it's so hard to nudge those with suicide notions.Posted at: 4:05 PM Because I'm feeling them. OK. I shall now attempt to explain all this overwhelmedness I feel inside my chest. I think the general bodily area hosts a rather important organ, yes? The heart? Yes. I feel overwhelmed in my heart, as stupid as that sounds. And yet...Yet the sadness isn't maddening, it doesn't push me over the edge. Ten life sentences. God. It's just... ----- I was reading Phlegethon River, and the angst warnings at the top didn't stop me. I'm glad it did. I feel so much more ... I mean... Reading it has done something to me. It's bad. Yet I cannot do without it. Don't ask. ---- I shall not bother to explain the sorrow she packed into this. It is so crushingly sad and so far from the ideal. From both L's and Raito's ideals. What they both wanted. They didn't get. In fact, that's a lie, they will get what they want. They'll get it in hell, maybe, provided Raito has come back from the place of the gone. From the abyss. Keep wishing he's there. --- Dear God... |
