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on the game closing
So what am I supposed to do now?
Go back home? I know the shit you've got in store for me there. Why the fuck would I want to go back? My wife still hates me, Sam's still dead, and I don't even know how to fit back into that bullshit I used to think was life.
At least Aliunde was a change. It was something different. It was like a fucking second chance and now it's all gone and what do I have to show for it? It's been two damn years. It was like home. Now all I've got are memories of people I'll never get to see again. I'm back at square one. Having time away didn't change shit. It was still my fault.
Fuck this shit.
Go back home? I know the shit you've got in store for me there. Why the fuck would I want to go back? My wife still hates me, Sam's still dead, and I don't even know how to fit back into that bullshit I used to think was life.
At least Aliunde was a change. It was something different. It was like a fucking second chance and now it's all gone and what do I have to show for it? It's been two damn years. It was like home. Now all I've got are memories of people I'll never get to see again. I'm back at square one. Having time away didn't change shit. It was still my fault.
Fuck this shit.