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I can hear him leave, but the room feels no different than before; the emptiness has clung to me since he first walked out, and despite him being around, I feel alone.  Or.. maybe I’m the one that’s gone.

– Ikkaku in Half by barukode

If the blood in my veins was running, I would blush from embarrassment, but I can’t even confirm that my heart is still beating.  I have to assume that I am conscious by the fact that I am walking out.

– Shuuhei Hisagi in Fiction by barukode

Standing viciously, he hurled the bottle against the rigid wall, grinding his teeth as it shattered, splattering the small amount of alcohol that remained in a dark stain that dripped down like blood against pale flesh.

barukode in Defeat

Times such as this were meant only for discussions of purpose; the necessary moments of retreating from life to take a breath every now and then, to feel the rise and fall, lungs filling, reassuring that death has not yet come.

– from Cold by barukode

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