So...now you all suffer.


Champloo-Father's SkinMy mother always said how much I took after my father. How much we looked alike. Acted alike. I would be five years old and she would sit on the ledge of the pier and cradle my baby brother in her arms. She would watch me dive into the water below and would laugh in relief when my head surfaced. Even under the sun her pale skin would never burn or darken. When I was good I could touch my brother’s head and feel how soft he was. His skin was like my mother’s. My hand looked so different against his face. There were times when my father would be hChamploo-Father's Skin
Ashitake
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In here lies a tragedy....
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"They all call me a lunatic, Ok call me a lunatic"
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Japan is overrated.
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"And, finally, what good to us is a long life if it is difficult and barren of joys, and if it is so full of misery that we can only welcome death as a deliverer?" - Freud
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i found reason to keep living
oh and the reason, dear
is you.
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