I talked to him... and it made me feel good. I saw his name, and I felt cold inside, a block of ice falling hard into the pit of my stomach. I'm so used to the pain, the danger, the fear, that I can't accept anything else. It hurts inside, and I feel alone, but not alone. It's so strange to feel the slightest bit of happiness...
It's even stranger to find myself back in the RP game, pretending to be someone else. Pretending to be loved in one, pretending to kill in another.
Who am I... who do I want to be?