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❝ιт doeѕ noт мaттer нow ѕlow yoυ go aѕ long aѕ yoυ do noт ѕтop.❞ –Wisdom of Confuscious Stars burn, that is true. Unfortunately, I am not a star. This is not my rebirth. This is my death. I am a black hole and I am tearing myself apart. Silently. The whole rest of the universe won’t notice a thing as I blend in with the rest of the sky slowly dissolving into blessed darkness. I can only hope that before I bring about my own nothingness that maybe someone gets close enough to care. (If only because they fear me dragging them down with me.) –A Novel I May Never Write