text, un: blue, days after station return

[firstroar]

I'm sorry. For my part...in making matters worse.

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[firstroar]

[how Dare the turntables.

after a bit of time to think:] I've accomplished more...than I would've ever thought possible. Done things I didn't...even know to dream I could.

But as for...helping. Supporting the others... It's never enough, but...I've done the best I can do, I think. With what's left of me to do them. I do wish it were more. Better. But I can't say...I've regretted trying. Even though...doing so...did so much harm.

We can't know...what good we do until it's over, after all.

[shadysided]

I know it's cliché, but just doing the best you can tends to be enough for everyone else. Just not for yourself. I used to not care about reaching some expectation, but I guess this place really does make us want to do better.

Or something.

[firstroar]

It's worth remembering, yes.

I hope you can.