Inevitably when I think of births...
In my mind automatically I pictured a tombstone (-.-')
I know it's a bit morbid but...
I can't help it.
Anyways this morning I only had about 3 hours of sleep because someone called me and insisted a 'friendly' conversation between us. Now I feel very sleepy...
Sorry for the lack of updates, minna-san. I've drowned into paperworks and melody.
I want to crawl into my coffin so badly but I just can't.
It's not everyday you turn 117 so...
I have to enjoy it to the fullest v(^ ^), kyaaaaAAAA!!! PARTY!!!
I'm listening to the mini-album MEGIDDO by RENTRER EN SOI. I love BAPTISM the most.
Well then.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Warmness of Memory
A fragment of time minuscule, ephemeral itself in the heart contained of happiness in interval Keeping me warm in a pre-winter night cradlin...
-
"I am satisfied with myself now, therefore I kill myself to become a living dead." It was said over and over again inside th...
-
A person leading death comforting every souls with a gravel voice sings a song to lure them to their tombs He would not choose nor he would ...
-
‘Endless boundary’. That is what separates us from everyone. One day within the last few years ago, we thought we were cool with that. ...
No comments:
Post a Comment