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[it's kind of hard to be optimistic in a place like this, where it's hard to make friends and the ones you do make you never see again for whatever reason. not to mention, it's getting harder and harder to hide things now that they're getting worse and worse. Roxas just happens to be in the kitchen with his arms crossed on the table and his forehead pressed against them.]

I'm so stupid...