Brother, you already *were* a ghost. Up there, screaming — along with all of them. Scaring each other. Haunting each other. It's the living who are ghosts. The dead are silent. They don't rattle windows or write letters in blood. The living do. Leave them behind. Rest.

thank you for everything. i dont have the words to do the feeling justice because i havent slept in four days but ill try to find them by wednesday

Gitaroo Man / PlayStation 2 / Koei / 2002

Omori