Damn it; I'm crying. I don't know why or how, but I'm crying. Some time a few years ago I know I read this in Kissmanga (until this chapter at least, can't remember, since for some reason I forgot about it all), but it didn't make me feel like this. Perhaps it's just that right now my broken psyche is too vulnerable, but I can't help but think things like this are simply just human. Nothing more, nothing less. A collection of barely recognizable thoughts and feelings, united through a messy web of interactions we can sense, but not make sense of.