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[15 Aug 2003|03:44pm] |
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My bag has been forcibly packed by Hisoka for our vacation. I kept putting it off, pretending to forget it. I don't want a vacation. I don't want anything right now. I just want to go back to work, to sit at my desk buried in paperwork I won't do and just not exist.
But Hisoka thinks this vacation will do me good so he's packed my bag. Everyone's going with us-- on Tatsumi's orders no less. I really think we'll be in a dumpy little motel outside of a public pool since it was Tatsumi who arranged this whole thing.
I don't need his pity.....
I wonder what would have happened if I'd stayed alive.... and not immeadiately forced Hisoka to slice my lifelines. Would I have been free? No... I was not free from all this in life, I'll not be free now. Never... Why don't they let me go? Why does it hold me so fast and tightly?
Hisoka's calling. It's almost time to go. Maybe with luck I can get a seperate room so I don't affect him. I don't want him to feel this...... I don't want to feel it myself.
Let me go...
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