It's scary how things are turning out these days. Waking up and falling asleep seems to be the hardest things to do. Friendship seems so distant. It is scary how I know I'll look for you in everybody else. Trying so hard to pretend that everything is alright but I'm actually falling apart inside. There's just too much for me to handle, too much memories from the past is starting to haunt me. It's tortuous. But all of these don't matter anymore. Targets set, time to do some shooting.  

It was warm when things started to change and it wasn't for the better. It was warm when things got lost and were never found again.

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