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[spes_phthisica]

Soujirou Katsuki 4/30 near Tribunal Terrace

you know, normally I'd probably come up with some kind of excuse for why I've been kind of reclusive and like nowadays, basically ANYTHING would sound plausible, right? "I got back memories suggesting I was a serial killer and I've been avoiding people for the public good" or "I've become possessed with the spirit of a hermit" or "I now have the power to turn people into pudding with my eyes" btw if this has happened to anyone, I'm sorry I was just really insensitive (ㄒoㄒ) but I guess the truth is that my health took a huge dip and I've been in and out of hospital for a bit and I don't like talking about that much at all but yeah they're considering a lung transplant if I can get my health better so I guess hit me with all the classic social media health tips? not kombucha tho I would rather die thanks y(^ｰ^)y also I'm so incredibly bored, please send cat vids or something

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[drydrown]

Well, that's depressing; honestly, I think I would have preferred the memories of being a serial killer.

But then, I'm terrible at offering people my condolences.

[...There's a huge pause before another is sent.]

Sympathies. It's sympathies when people are still alive, isn't it.

[me_matey]

hey whoa wait lung transplant?

[windowdressing]

If it's any reassurance, the medical facilities here are pretty good with that kind of thing, even if it obviously fucking sucks going through it regardless.

I had a bone marrow transplant there over a decade ago, and I'm still here now, so.

[ ...anyway here's a brief video of his beautiful queen staring into the kitchen sink with grave alarm after the garbage disposal is turned on for half a second. ]