Ummm, hello? Did I miss something in the way that somehow would make it have any sense at all!?!? Is this reaaaaally it? I need to re-read the last chapters again, all on a row, and see if I can understand any better, but does someone else has the feeling that it was finished half-heartedly? Cause I sure as hell feel so!
All in all, I feel awfully dissapointed. It was a great story! I really don't understand what happened.
Anyone?













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Johnny was a chemist's son, but Johnny is no more.
For what he thought was H2O was H2SO4.
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An ethical sympathy in an artist is an unpardonable mannerism of style. No artist is ever morbid. The artist can express everything. O.W.
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An ethical sympathy in an artist is an unpardonable mannerism of style. No artist is ever morbid. The artist can express everything. O.W.
now
and now
and NOW!!!
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It's that terrifying place where loneliness itself will make her forget how to smile...
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An ethical sympathy in an artist is an unpardonable mannerism of style. No artist is ever morbid. The artist can express everything. O.W.
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It's that terrifying place where loneliness itself will make her forget how to smile...
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An ethical sympathy in an artist is an unpardonable mannerism of style. No artist is ever morbid. The artist can express everything. O.W.
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