we must free up this tired souls, before the sadness kills us both..

pussiiiiingg ~_~

plurking

and the jove himself can not make him care. for the man say the lovers you'll agree. a girl writes on the running water or on air.

fuu

i wonder how, i wonder why. yesterday you told me bout the blue blue sky. and all that i can see is just a yellow lemon tree...

my identity has taken by him -_-

watashi wa kokoni iru yo...

we even can't make ourselves happy.