Hello dearest !
Haha.
Sorry for the lack of updates !
Really, really busy these days ):
Damn,i lost my USB cable ;C
*Bang wall*
Hmm,many peepo sae they missed sch days but i don't!
I don't miss sch,i don't miss my classmates
Yeah,i'm cold blooded

Did you think I would forget how to love? It's like riding a bike. Everyone falls off and scrapes their knees sometimes." - Lain
And you’ve crashed, and got back on the same bike. Cause he’s waiting for you at the very end of the street. Still, you’ve been hurt by the time you got there. But he made it all worthwhile. You’re bleeding. And you’re not sure if you ever want to ride that bike to meet him again.

But still you did. You got up the bike and rode down to see him. But now. You’re broken. You’ve fallen all too many times. In every single way a person can fall. Yet, the hurt of the crash, no matter how severe, tormenting, burning and awful it was, never seemed to compare with the thought of not riding to meet with him again. And he was smiling. Because that was all he could do. Because that made you smile, too. But not for long.

This time. It wasn’t there anymore. You longed, and yearned.
To look into those eyes. The pair that met you at the very end of the street while you fell and bled. The pair that loved you. The pair you thought you’d never let go of. The pair that spelt. Unconditional.

Yeah , they were dashing as ever.
But now they were illusive.
They were not there. Not there.