<span style="color: #ff0000">"yes, i would have you go get on with your life."</span>she looked back at him and frowned.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "you don't owe me anything Jim... and i am tired of putting on an act for you and Whisperia. i don't love either of you anymore... i remember love, it was this... glorious warmth inside me that made this broken existence worth living. but it's gone, and so is my rage... all i have left is this hollow pain where those feelings where."</span>she frowned and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "i don't plan to kill myself... i don't have any plans at all. i just... i can't keep pretending that i am still the person i was."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>