Last night at 4.35 am the doctor declared him dead. I had noticed he had gotten weaker but as Gustaf (also known as Gusti) had told me was to always have faith and hang on.
I was unemployed, at the age of 52 I had nothing to live for and then I stole *which means borrowed* a tamagochi which changed my whole existence.
I finally could live again, oh Gusti! Why did you have to leave?? We were so close, we were engaged and you were preagnant remember, those hot nights in Kairo. You liked that didn't you... or was it all a lie... WHY???
I will never love a tama like i loved you, NEVAH!!
goodbye.... see you at the end at he rainbow. i will jump now. and dont try to stop me !
Sorry he had to go, but I wouldn't recommend you jump o_O;;;