Found him on the floor, swarmed by many red ants.
He must had jumped to his death.
I named him Dumb Dumb. Was it fitting? Was he hungry? Or did he get too sad over something? I transferred him to a plastic cup for the meantime but I was gonna move him to a square aquarium. Did he feel too cramped in the cup?
He was one of the first fishes I've ever bought, and actually the most beautiful. So 'twas just too bad. *sigh*
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Some things here may not make sense to you.
Consider yourself warned.
I talk about nothing and everything. Anything to help me cope.
I can be very vague. Lost for words.
Deep. And superficial. In the same breath.
Just love me anyway.
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