I FEEL SO BAD. IT HURTS LIKE HELL.

THE HIROSHIMA DROP PALES IN COMPARISON, DEVASTATION-WISE.

I WILL NOT BE OKAY SOON, I KNOW.

AS MUCH AS I WOULD LIKE TO SAVE MYSELF, I CAN'T. UNLIKE A WAR, THERE IS NO ENEMY HERE. TIMING AND FEELINGS DO NOT MAKE REAL ENEMIES, THEY ARE NOT JUST MY FRIENDS, AT LEAST THIS TIME.