in loving memory of

taru,

a dead naive girl.

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‎ the deceased’s last words:

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‎ "umm.. my name’s taru..

i’m 18 years old.. and i like a lot of things..

honestly, i don’t really know where i am and

i’m really scared.. i just want to go home."

‎. . .

"well, i don’t really know where home is

either.. but i’d rather be anywhere but

here.. it’s pretty lonely.. is anyone still

listening?"

‎. . .

"w—wait.. is that a chainsaw?”

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‎ hi i like to draw & play