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It’s cold and it’s raining, just perfect…. I suppose I should walk faster so I’m not soaked by the time I arrive at the container.
And so he walks….and walks….and walks. He mutters the small words,
“It’s cold.”
It came out faint not quite easy to hear, the word slipped out of his mouth and caught him a bit off guard but he noticed he was close to the shipping container,
Finally I love the cold but today is not it
Dazai opens the fine steeled doors and walks in. He sets his coat and drives off he noticed his scars, he
hates when he does that it always get him anxious
Why? I did this to myself so why do I feel this anxiety, is this what they feel, normal people….?
Dazai laid down still thinking about it his eyes fluttering and slowly relaxing. He moved around trying to sleep but this one thought was in his head.
Am I really human or am I a failure like they all told me…
Those were his last thoughts before he fell asleep.
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