as long as i can make them laugh, it doesn't matter how, i'll be alright. if i succeed in that, the human beings probably won't mind it too much if i remain outside their lives. the one thing i must avoid is becoming offensive in their eyes: i shall be nothing, the wind, the sky.
if you knew everything, i know you'd try to save me.
you're such a kind person.
i'm sure you'll end up forgiving me again.
but that's not going to happen. i'm sorry.
i'm so sorry.