Sadness
Shinigami mode:
Two years... Time flies, did you know that? I do not know what you will say, but, I have dedicated two different forms of writing to you, both of which scored average marks in school. 23/30 and 25/30. What you think about it?
Two years... Fast, too fast. That toy is still with me, you know? It accompanies me each night when I go to sleep, together with the toy that you bought for me when I was a baby. Funny, don't you think? That no one believes me when I tell them that I go to sleep with these things. By the first note, they jeer at me, for being so childish. Yet, hiding all signs of sadness, I continue on to tell them that these were bought by you. Only my vice-chair seemed shocked, the other, practically thinks I'm just joking away. Alright, I will let you memories rest in peace now.
I do not understand, really, why I am suffering so much. Something in me just keep urging on, making ridiculous and crazy commands, requesting and asking for weird things. Asking for what purpose you ask. Well, it's two weeks more to my birthday, hence the crazy requests.
Two weeks... Why does my life revolve around this number two?
Yet, I have no wish to grow up at all.
Sigh... Birthday presents... And that's what you people want to know. Fine, here is a list of what I want:
1) Full Metal Alchemist items (eg: Guidebook, HK version)
2) Choker (black)
3) A trenchcoat. Sleeveless
4) A mini-sewing machine
5) My-own-design dress
6) Pocket watch
7) Lolita black trench-coat-like dress
8) Ouroboros necklace
9) An ending to this year
Funny list, you say. I know, seriously, that it's very funny. But do you see my motive behind? No... As usual, you are too blind to see it. Never mind then...
Strange, don't you think, how after seeing death can change a person's view entirely. Very strange. So strange that death can make me see that I hate some people so much I'm already cursing unintentionally.
I need a life. Seriously.
But for now, I will just cry... softly.
Two years... Time flies, did you know that? I do not know what you will say, but, I have dedicated two different forms of writing to you, both of which scored average marks in school. 23/30 and 25/30. What you think about it?
Two years... Fast, too fast. That toy is still with me, you know? It accompanies me each night when I go to sleep, together with the toy that you bought for me when I was a baby. Funny, don't you think? That no one believes me when I tell them that I go to sleep with these things. By the first note, they jeer at me, for being so childish. Yet, hiding all signs of sadness, I continue on to tell them that these were bought by you. Only my vice-chair seemed shocked, the other, practically thinks I'm just joking away. Alright, I will let you memories rest in peace now.
I do not understand, really, why I am suffering so much. Something in me just keep urging on, making ridiculous and crazy commands, requesting and asking for weird things. Asking for what purpose you ask. Well, it's two weeks more to my birthday, hence the crazy requests.
Two weeks... Why does my life revolve around this number two?
Yet, I have no wish to grow up at all.
Sigh... Birthday presents... And that's what you people want to know. Fine, here is a list of what I want:
1) Full Metal Alchemist items (eg: Guidebook, HK version)
2) Choker (black)
3) A trenchcoat. Sleeveless
4) A mini-sewing machine
5) My-own-design dress
6) Pocket watch
7) Lolita black trench-coat-like dress
8) Ouroboros necklace
9) An ending to this year
Funny list, you say. I know, seriously, that it's very funny. But do you see my motive behind? No... As usual, you are too blind to see it. Never mind then...
Strange, don't you think, how after seeing death can change a person's view entirely. Very strange. So strange that death can make me see that I hate some people so much I'm already cursing unintentionally.
I need a life. Seriously.
But for now, I will just cry... softly.
posted by Aphelia Yuu at 7:30 PM
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