/a/...it's hard to explain how I feel about all this, but...
I felt like /a/ was full of my friends. It was a place I could go when I was feeling down, everyone there--I won't say they were nice, because a lot of the time, they weren't nice at all. But even though /a/ was bitter and sarcastic and mean, sometimes--
I mean, sometimes /a/ and the people in it--they suddenly showed that they had hearts. It sounds stupid and cheesy and naive, but that's the only way I can describe it. There was some freakish harmony in the way the anime and manga fans mixed with the--the "other people", I guess. The people who weren't quite one thing and not quite not that, either.
I don't even know what I'm trying to say. I'm babbling. Like I don't even have a point.
We're separated, now. Scattered to the four winds, or something like that. I don't know.
Everything--before it ended--everything was kind of nice, wasn't it? We were all miserable, but we were all miserable together, and there was something wonderfully peaceful about it all--
It felt like a dream that went on and on and on, and nobody thought it would ever stop.