Day 0201: Life...
I don't feel like life has a meaning when I look around me.
Friends, groups, circles...
I'm in none of the kind.
My life...
It's just a speck of dust in the sand.
My past...
Written in stone. Etched into memories...
My death...
Unbeknownest to all.
[Connection Terminated]
Memory Files Preserved at... 10:48 PM