2001-09-15 - 1:48 a.m.

Dearest Beloved,

As I type this, I am speaking with Nam, my cousin's friend. He has no clue. He thinks he knows, but he has no idea.

Then there's me....I think I know, but I, too, have no idea. The difference is that either way there's always that genetic connection.

I do have a question though. What is her point of view of why she wasn't devasted when she lost my trust? No matter.

I have to go sleep.

My dreams are all I have.

Private message to green Slimer:

By the way, it wasn't my dream to see that happen. I merely wanted to spend more time with you regardless of his presence. The only problem was that I did not choose him to be my friend. I don't mind company as long as they blend in with the furniture like good little wall flowers. The future is mine. By the way, I have to hurt him. I told him that if he hurt you, I would have to hurt him.

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