Think, don't think. Thoughts are broken, don't think about her. There is death in the stars. Broken glasses in my brain. I gave her a part of my soul and it's dead now. A massive collapse of meaning. My life has been declining in meaningfulness for many years. It is so senseless. Friendship is tragic and ultimately meaningless.
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