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Turns out the answer was..... trick.

Trick or Treat. Which do you think Miz is getting this year?

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Surviving.

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Trick or Treat. Which do you think Miz is getting this year?

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It feels rather insane to say this to you, of all people, but... thank you.

I don't have any words for today other than I miss you. I always will.

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While it's appreciated, there's not. This is just life now. Some days it hurts so much I can barely bring myself to move, other days, I feel human.

I don't have any words for today other than I miss you. I always will.

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@byebyebray I hate you for not being here.

I love you.

Please come back.

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Mm. I certainly hope so.

I don't have any words for today other than I miss you. I always will.

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It's funny... I spent so much time desperately convincing him to stay here with us. And now? Now I understand what he was going through, in a way. Being stuck here when you don't want to. He thought we'd all be better off if he was gone.

Well, he was fucking wrong. But still, we continue the work. It's something to focus on, at least.

I don't have any words for today other than I miss you. I always will.

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I'm still breathing. Some days are better than others.

I'll never be whole again.

I don't have any words for today other than I miss you. I always will.

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I don't have any words for today other than I miss you. I always will.

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Some. Barely. A shred. But it's more than nothing.

Another week, another...

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The lost always find the shepherd.

For Brodie. For Bray.

This place was where it all began so many years ago, where Bray began to spread his message to the world at large, on a grander stage. And tonight is where we all began again, given new purpose.

The world is still here, and it is ours to devour.

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As if any of us know what to say. In all honesty, even if you had reached out more... I wouldn't have been there. I've only started living again just recently, and even that... I'm not sure it can truly be called living. Existing? Managing? Something like that. It's a tenuous grasp onto this earth, but it's something.

Normally, I would say yes. But things have... changed, on the Compound. Erick would like to see you, and I know Robert would, as well. Maricela, too. Perhaps we could meet in the city, make a day of it? Or even a weekend. That might be nice.

Another week, another...