[ It's a distorted way of seeing it... That having a friend or just someone that he can talk to in public is seen as an anomaly to the universe. This small yet necessary desire for companionship is wrong.
So the world is breaking, slowly. Even the people are turning strange. The veins continue to spread throughout the room before it becomes a bright red color. It's beating. ]
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[ It's a distorted way of seeing it... That having a friend or just someone that he can talk to in public is seen as an anomaly to the universe. This small yet necessary desire for companionship is wrong.
So the world is breaking, slowly. Even the people are turning strange. The veins continue to spread throughout the room before it becomes a bright red color. It's beating. ]
It's better if I'm alone, anyway. I'll be fine.