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09/11/2002 Entry: "Yes, Another One. Shut Up."

So I spent the end of the First Year with the exact same people with whom I began it, more or less. Mostly, unfortunately, less.
There's a very small and private anniversary that I associate with this day, you see, and it's not something that I expect anyone else to remember, let alone to enjoy with me. But I'll always remember that it exists, in my own head.

In remembrance of that particular anniversary, I'd like to send a message to a certain few people. I can only hope that they realize who they are:
I miss you. We miss you. Please come back, if you can bear it.
I can't say 'all is forgiven' because it's not up to me to forgive or ask for forgiveness, but... I miss you. We miss you. Please come back, and let us try again.