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I saw dunx. He brought my stuff. Well, most of it. One of my dressers didn't make it, and I got a bunch of comic books and a heavy metal collection, I guess. Some dude who lives in his mom's basement is going to want those boxes back.

I'm sick. I'm sick in my brain, and I feel it in my entire body. It hurts more on some days than others, and some days I can't feel it at all. Those are the nights I sleep the best. Other nights I hardly sleep any, like last night, but I think that might have partially been because I miss dunx a lot, and I was sad. We didn't get to play pool as much as I would have liked, but we still had a good time. I wish we didn't have to live so far away from each other. It's a very long drive; I can't believe he made it here in one day.

Oh well. Maybe someday, someday when I'm well, we might be able to live closer to each other.



You can't fake happiness like this.

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