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Hi. How are you. I've moved someplace else. I'm not sure if I should keep it a secret, or if it even matters that anyone should know at all. Even my having to write in the first place is in question. I can't keep a journal. I stare at the pages of what I had bought for that purpose. I am uncertain as to what I feel, but that is old news. Perhaps this is happiness. Because I smile, and I feel nice in his arms. Beside him I can sleep soundly. We hold hands in bed; I turn my back on him when I'm helpless about his complaints and guilty of my inadequacies. I wished he told me what he wanted, so I can have a goal to set eyes on. I seem to be wasti

Mar11 So many things i want to have, blowing off glitters from the fingers of my mind. So many scenes playing smoothly inside my head i know i could just do in real life but simply cant seem to. Scenes i so wish could happen voluntarily infront of me, with me, for me, because of me. When everything's so beautiful but so very ordinary at the same time. it hurts when you cant express whats been running through your mind, because perhaps it was never to come out from your lifeless lips and lose all its meaning, its fragile beauty you so carefully crafted inside your mind, softly cradled by smokes of thoughts,boundless imagination and so much mo

おげんきですか when i just dont give a damn about you. something reminds me of something. i dont feel my flesh on my body, i dont hear my soul talkin to my mind. like a floating breath on orange clouds. like a familiar feeling when you hear a lazy tune. i wish i could lay beside you. i want to see you smile. i want to taste your lips. i want your arms around me. like in last year's teen movie. cheap thrills that make your heart stop. and for a moment you're one of the grains of sand, looking at a wide sparkly ocean, swaying before a distant sun. The same old days, to a past you can't go back to T