Tuesday, November 18, 2008
salty tears stream down your face, carrying the taste of unhappy memories better forgotten.
the aftermath is always worse than e act itself.
today, the sun will glow orange and bright,
and it will be the brightest day ever.
JAPAN HERE I COME SO SNOW ON ME LIKE NEVER BEFORE AND I SHALL BE HAPPY!
if only i can say this: the world hates me cos you love me.