this isn't my first time writting a journal, i keep waiting for his damn email, and he never wrote to me.
how can i believe him, i try to talk to his sister and it's not working at all. they seem to make me feel like i am dead.
this is to much like my family how can i understand him if i don't know what is happening with him.
do you know what this isn't myself no more, he doesn't even understand how i was brought up.
I stand in the rain before and I am not scare of the loneliness that is growing around me.
It reminds me the time my father when away from me leaving me all alone and crying out the pain because he was gone.
Unlike people who grew up with a mother and father, they wouldn't even understand the feeling of war.
they wouldn't even understand the meaning of hate and pain.
It reminds me the time a very close friend leaving me all alone in the dark, as he walk away i started to chase after him in hoping to grab his hand and tell him that i was sorry.
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ah well I do have a picture of myself heh, well not irl but as in anime, ---- has red hair you know well hold on lemme see if I can get it
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bah there, best one I could get otherwise I'd get the one without the shirt with the pants open, originally his eyes are green but oh well. It's damn close enough for me. Ah well, and sure I'll fix up the profile with my info like the story by the way *smiles* so I have the hell section eh? well that I can deal with, anyways, I love you sweet dreams
*kisses with passion*,
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P.S. well um.. I dunno I may be there soon but no promises my love
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bah there, best one I could get otherwise I'd get the one without the shirt with the pants open, originally his eyes are green but oh well. It's damn close enough for me. Ah well, and sure I'll fix up the profile with my info like the story by the way *smiles* so I have the hell section eh? well that I can deal with, anyways, I love you sweet dreams
*kisses with passion*,
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P.S. well um.. I dunno I may be there soon but no promises my love
It's not so bad after all, beside i was brought up in the dark where people fights for their own right, listen i am not a person who can be lie too, and people can not hurt me because of who i am this is too hard to understand now.....
It reminds me more about my unhappy times i had during my childhood, casing after that boy i shouldn't have love, but yet i fall in love without reason, and i start to fall on and hurt myself, chasing after him trying to grab his hand in order to save him.
I can still remeber the raw smell of blood that was flowing in the cold rain.
People would understand the meaning of standing in the rain, making me feeling like a jerk....
you wouldn't even understand the meaning of hate and pain which is cause by myself....
hard to believe this is me sisn't it?
hahaha i wanna laugh my own a** off when i read this message it's too painful to believe that he loves me when he never wrote a single email without me writting to him....at lest he could wrote to me without me writting first...................
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ah my love,
I miss you as well but you see, ---- been yelling at me I need my own account heh... but I hope you can send me the link I'd love to see it and also draw something for you and your beautiful face
well love you
*kisses*
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I miss you as well but you see, ---- been yelling at me I need my own account heh... but I hope you can send me the link I'd love to see it and also draw something for you and your beautiful face
well love you
*kisses*
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I don't believe this at all..............
My Feeling In Winter
Prologue
Short Of A Magic
Time starts to stop around me eternity
I am a messager of Hades
My Name you wouldn't want to know
I am a person who would forget about the forgotten scars of war
This musical tune is starting to play faster and faster
By The time the music stops I am alone again
I am Michiru Kaiou, The senshi of ocean.
Poem
When winter comes, I start to dream about the person I love in my heart
I start to sing a soft song of loneliness, tears tunes to ice as I cry
I start to smile at the warm feeling of love that is hiding inside my heart.
As I run across the road of this planet I am glade the time has stopped....
My Love.....
