This is the last evening I will ever see. I should be happy about all this, but somehow I'm not. It's my family... They are all good people, and I will hurt them tomorrow. It's sad, to know I won't see them again after tomorrow morning. To this I love: I'm very sorry about all this.Please think about that.
Sunday, 26 November 2006
R.I.P. Bastian
Today I found the diary of Bastian Bosse on a website. Without any comment a want to quote a part of his last entry. He wrote all his last entries in English. So it's the original text.
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