June 2010
“
One more term of school and then my final exams.
I’m so bored of school but I’m not ready to leave. I’m scared of the future, I don’t want to grow up.
I’ve wasted so much time over the years when I was supposed to be trying my best
Now I’m never going to achieve what I’ve always wanted to.
I can’t help feeling like I’ve failed myself and everyone who believed in me.
“
After meeting, how many wounds are needed just for support
When you are harsh, other people learn things from it
Reality in the eye of the burning, scar you full of silence
Do not need a reason for you to return to me
From me, who is left for you who has become nothing
What do you think is harsh?
Still, you do not say anything
These words are not meant for me
Go somewhere
Reila
Trying to call your name
this voice does not reach you
Reila
Opening your eyes, your face shows lies, and laughter
Tomorrow you will probably go somewhere you desire
You go anywhere
You think about me so Always
You will probably go somewhere
You leave me alone and keep running
I cannot reach you anymore Cannot reach you anymore
At last being able to meet you
ended my overflowing patience
A tear dropped
Reila
Words which you could not say
Reila
Now the place where you once sang
Reila
Everyone compared to you is loved
Reila
I have loved I have loved
The room where two people stay even now is the same
Without using either key you will find a way to return
I can wait forever, you understand
And now the door is opened, and can visibly show your form
Tomorrow you will certainly return…
” —You dyed my heart into
The colour of the dawn
So I'll make it with you
“Most people love you for who you pretend to be. To keep your love you keep pretending; preforming. You get to love your pretense. It’s so true, we are locked inside and image, an act. And the saddest thing is, people grow attached to their masks; they love their chains. They forget all about who they were and if you try to remind them- they hate you for it. They feel like you’re trying to steal their most prized possession.”
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“Nobody likes being alone that much. I don’t go out of my way to make friends, that’s all. It just leads to disappointment.”
—Murakami Haruki
May 2010
“Sometimes all you can do is not think. Not wonder. Not obsess. Not imagine. Just breathe. breathe in, breathe out. Everything works out in the end, and the more time you spend worrying about it, the longer it takes for things to end perfectly. Just the way they should.”
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