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All About My Secrets

When I live everything repeats itself, and it's always remembered when I make mistakes

Nothing is valuable but yourself

I was without friends, alone, between freedom and honor


This is the content of my thoughts

I know... the answer is simple but it doesn't make sense for this trivial thing

I felt like I was someone from the past

How could that be? I don't know, I don't really remember, but I seem to be trapped in a time loop with a different storyline. Have those of you reading this ever seen something exactly the same in a different style?
Who am I? I don't know, but I like the name "Kanaede" even though I have many other nicknames.
There's something I'm curious about, why do I often thought I was a stupid fox who often makes mistakes about sociality? It really hurts when I remember my mistakes.

Right here right now, yeah... if you're reading this I'm actually talking to my other self

You think I'm crazy? Indeed, perhaps more precisely non-human... Sycopath? Crazy? Mental problems? Hmmm, maybe none of that is wrong, but I like being called weird.
Silence shows that the time has not yet come, it doesn't mean you're afraid or lazy.