Kininmarii

 It seems as though I've been made to be an easy target. As if my very existence was built off of a mirage that always gets in the way of the reality I love. But that reality doesn't truly exist, that's the cold realization that I've come to these past three years. Slowly I've been catching onto the little details of the strange events that intertwine with my life, I've noticed the friends I have, how strange they can be. I notice the differences between me and my parents, the fact that neither of them share resemblance with me. And then there's Rave. The friend that never seems at ease, the friend that has suffered every day of his life, th