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Hjor !! He was also beloved. I know I said Val was my favorite, but I can't undersell Hjor. He was rancid, but everyone was so nice about him OOCly; it made me feel loved even though I was playing a guy who was the worst.

I uh. I liked being a part of your family. It was cool, you know? Like being a part of something bigger - I was allowed to step into this massive family, prestigious ICly and full of admins & ex-admins & mods OOCly; it was intimidating, but I felt welcomed nonetheless.

I'm hurt. This is the only way in which I've spoken at you, at all, by the way. Just...so we're on the same page. Besides, I don't want to hurt you; I just want you to understand that I cared. And that I wish you had, too. Or, fuck - maybe you had; maybe you had and you were so caught up in your hurt that you sealed it away. Easier to pretend you never cared, right?

I dunno. You've made so many decisions I just ... Cannot fathom! I don't get it. I feel exhausted, once-friend. No one wanted to hurt you; why didn't you care when your friends hurt us? Why didn't you care when you hurt us? Were we not worth it?

I uh. I dunno. Odds are you won't see this, odds are I've made a fool of myself in the description of an old reference picture. Maybe I'll come back in 5 years and think "huh! Wow. That all happened, haha! I'm married and have a car, or perhaps a nice bicycle!"

Probably not, though. Probably it'll be a shitty bicycle.

Oh, well. I loved you, as I love my friends. If you messaged me like nothing had happened, I don't know what I'd do or feel.

I guess I'll hope we don't encounter each other again. I'll miss our stories.

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Hjor !! He was also beloved. I know I said Val was my favorite, but I can't undersell Hjor. He was rancid, but everyone was so nice about him OOCly; it made me feel loved even though I was playing a guy who was the worst.

I uh. I liked being a part of your family. It was cool, you know? Like being a part of something bigger - I was allowed to step into this massive family, prestigious ICly and full of admins & ex-admins & mods OOCly; it was intimidating, but I felt welcomed nonetheless.

I'm hurt. This is the only way in which I've spoken at you, at all, by the way. Just...so we're on the same page. Besides, I don't want to hurt you; I just want you to understand that I cared. And that I wish you had, too. Or, fuck - maybe you had; maybe you had and you were so caught up in your hurt that you sealed it away. Easier to pretend you never cared, right?

I dunno. You've made so many decisions I just ... Cannot fathom! I don't get it. I feel exhausted, once-friend. No one wanted to hurt you; why didn't you care when your friends hurt us? Why didn't you care when you hurt us? Were we not worth it?

I uh. I dunno. Odds are you won't see this, odds are I've made a fool of myself in the description of an old reference picture. Maybe I'll come back in 5 years and think "huh! Wow. That all happened, haha! I'm married and have a car, or perhaps a nice bicycle!"

Probably not, though. Probably it'll be a shitty bicycle.

Oh, well. I loved you, as I love my friends. If you messaged me like nothing had happened, I don't know what I'd do or feel.

I guess I'll hope we don't encounter each other again. I'll miss our stories.