I'm hearing myself think too clearly.

Life is a blast. Life is a song. Life is a dance. Most importantly to me, LIFE IS ART. And oh, I really do love sunny drawings.
-That's me

I know it's gonna be ok.

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Thursday, March 24, 2011 || 4:17 PM

I know you love me and miss me. Nah, I'm jking. This blog is dead...I just feel random. Hee. I still love lucheng. xD even though he came up with this awesome theory that I love zhenyang...

Thursday, January 20, 2011 || 3:58 PM

HEE. i've got a super sudden crazy idea I think might work.......

Tuesday, January 18, 2011 || 5:13 PM

I used to sing to your twisted symphony, the weights that trapped me in your misery and now I know why I couldn't breathe cuz all I want is everything you're not. The words that had me sound like stolen poetry; I tore off the pages and now I can finally breathe.

Monday, January 17, 2011 || 9:43 PM

Revived for dunno what reason O:

PS you suck like dunno what crap.

Friday, November 12, 2010 || 8:50 PM

So much to say, so little time to say it all.

Saturday, October 16, 2010 || 1:19 PM

Another day, another passing of the sun across the sky. The days almost seemed mundane. Nothing seemed to happen anymore and life had gone back to its usual rhythm. What was this absolute boredom?

A sharp pain suddenly gripped his head and he staggered backwards from the edge and closed his eyes against the onslaught of it, pressing the back of one hand to his forehead, frowning through the harsh pain which peaked then waned slowly until it vanished suddenly, leaving him completely as though it had never been there.

He straightened slowly. Something was wrong.

It was a feeling he constantly had these days. Ever since the headaches had started to plague him, they had grown in strength. At first, just a dull ache that persisted for hours, a thought nagging him from the edges of his mind ; now it was short bursts of pain that sometimes lasted for minutes on end, something pressing on him from the edges of his mind, pressing on him to remember.

Remember what?

What was this sudden thought that he was trying to remember? Something he should have remembered. Something important. Something-or someone?-that at once both set a craving in him to see and a burning need to take out his anger on someone.

A flash of black hair, a warm smile...

He seemed to have forgotten someone.

Someone important. Someone...precious?

But who?


|| 12:44 PM

His fingers were quick at work on the small piece of paper. "So," he said softly.

"What," he said bluntly, peering at the bedridden man from over the edge of the clipboard in his hands, his eyes wary.

The man merely smiled with a hint of a smirk as he put the last finishing touched to his creation and unfolded its wings.

"There," he raised the small figure to the light.

The other man made no response though his eyebrows inched together slightly and he reluctantly walked over from his perch against a cabinet and sat on the edge of the bed, apparently still engrossed in reading the recordings on the clipboard.

"Do you think I'll ever fly again?" he murmured softly, the crane still held to the light, "This feeling of weakness does not leave..."

The other man lowered the clipboard and glanced at him as though in question. He was smiling slightly bitterly, slightly wistfully. The other man closed his eyes and turned his back again. His voice controlled and even as always, he said, "that's only to be expected."

He shifted on the bed and turned away to place the fragile paper crane on the table and leaned back against the pillows, "that's true..."

He said no more and the other man opened his eyes and put down the clipboard with an air of finality. Getting off the bed, he stalked to the end of it where he hung the clipboard back in place and rounded the other side of the bed with purpose. The other blinked his eyes at his furious appearance before the fist connected with his left cheek then it was tightly reigned back, restrained.His fist remained in the air as the other straightened, his cheek stinging from the impact, but not flaming-nor was he unconscious-as he would have been if the other had truly put his strength into it.

"Stop with the self pity. I detest it," he muttered as he glared back over his shoulders, lowering his fist slowly. His gaze then flicked over to the window, hiding his eyes from the earnestly searching eyes of the other, "that was a warning. Once more and you're dead."

The other blinked slowly, the old smile returning back to his face as he chuckled slightly.

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|| 12:24 PM

Tears fall like the drops of rain but it is alright because no one notices.

The salty tears mingle with the freezing precipitation, numbing her body of feeling as she stood with her face upturned, the drops harshly beating upon her face. That is alright, she did not want to feel anymore; she never wanted to feel anyway.

What good ever came of it?

Eyes closed as she was thoroughly drenched, the hot tears squeezing their way out uncontrollably even as her face remained impassive, not betraying any of the inner turmoil or the hard knot in her throat that would not go away. She swallowed but that only made it lodge harder.

Why did she feel like this?

She reached out with one pale hand, reaching for the figure she could see. In her mind, the face was smiling familiarly, alive with life (I didn't know what else to say ==) as she remembered so well. She does not know how but she remembered.

Where are you? Where have you gone?

A face appears in her mind's eye. A snapshot of the single moment before the casket was closed on the body lying pale and still. The clothes were neat, the face smooth and peaceful. She takes a step forward blindly and almost slips in the thick slick mud that the rain had created. Her eyes fly open as she caught her balance instinctively. The beautiful, still face was gone.

She closed her eyes again desperately but the image did not return

It had faded forever.


Thursday, October 14, 2010 || 4:40 PM

Hi, I'm back. Miss me? LOL. I know you don't.

I sincerely hope I pass my EOYs (highly unlikely). :D

LOL. Look at this:
A notable gag throughout the series is often whenever Kanda fights, his hair often comes loose from its hair tie and he usually ends up partially or completely shirtless in some way.

Why can't that happen to Mukuro? D: LOL. Never mind. This is damn random...

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Thursday, October 07, 2010 || 1:27 PM

ON HIATUS CUZ OF EOYs. mmhmm...bye-bi! ^^


Winter Fireworks...
Monday, October 04, 2010 || 5:27 PM

A cat picked up only to be abandoned again...In the end...

I'm sorry...

I'm nothing but a fool.

Goodbyes were always painful and she knew it. He was leaving her again; an abandoned cat picked up only to be abandoned again... The cold night air brought chills down her spine. However, compared to what he had told her,it felt like nothing. By now, she could feel her tears slowly, almost painfully, trickle down her cheeks as she watched him turn his back, his silhouette slowly disappearing into the darkness of the white night.


Mirai no Oozora e
|| 5:10 PM

New family song <3 But Dino shouldn't be in it. He's from Cavallone lorh. And, LOl,I still think Yakusoku no Basho e was nicer.


ツナ&リボーン) もしも君がくじけそうな時は

         空高くその手 伸ばしたらいいさ

 (京子&ランボ) ひとりじゃ上手くいかない時は


     (雲雀) ふいに雲が流れ (山本) 雨が降り出した

   (クローム) 虹の生まれる場所まで

   (リボーン) 心つなぐぞ 七つのリング

  (京子&ハル) 君の笑顔 ボクの笑顔


(了平&雲雀&骸) ケンカしても すれ違っても


     (ハル) いくつ時が流れても (イーピン) 胸に光る宝物

    (バジル) 口ずさむメロディ (ツナ) 大切なファミリー




         転んでも立ち上がれ!何度だってTRY AGAIN!

     (獄寺) 巻き起こせ嵐(ストーム) 

(了平) 照らし出せ太陽(サンシャイン)       

(骸) 霧に隠された未来も

     (ツナ) 続いてゆくよ あの大空へ

  (獄寺&山本) どんな夢が どんな奇跡が


(ハル&クローム) 見えないけど 分からないけど


   (ディーノ) たとえ遠く離れても (ランボ) 振り向けば風の中

     (京子) すぐそばにいるよ (リボーン) 最高のファミリー

 (ツナ&バジル) すべての事に すべての人に


(雲雀&ディーノ) それぞれ違う 無限の力


     (了平) そうだ!何があろうとも 

(山本) 大丈夫さ!前向いて

      (骸) 巡り来る季節 (獄寺) 共に行くファミリー

     (全員) 君の笑顔 ボクの笑顔


         ケンカしても すれ違っても


         いくつ時が流れても 胸に光る宝物

         口ずさむメロディ 大切なファミリー


[tsuna+reborn] moshimo kimi ga kujike souna toki wa

sora takaku sono te no bashitara ii sa

[kyoko+lambo] hitori ja umaku ikanai toki wa

minna no ii to koro mochiyo reba ii yo ne

[hibari] fui ni kumo ga nagare

[yamamoto] ame ga furi dashita

[chrome] niji no umareru basho made

[reborn] kokoro tsunagu zo nanatsu no RINGU

[haru+kyoko] kimi no egao boku no egao

ega kareru PEEJI wo sagashite

[ryohei+hibari+mukuro] kenka shite mo sure chigatte mo

muga muchuu de hashiri nuketa hibi

[haru] ikutsu toki ga nagare temo

[i-pin] mune ni hikaru takara mono

[basil] kuchizu samu MELODY

[tsuna] taisetsu na FAMILY

[lambo+i-pin] boro X5 pika~!

kurayami de inazuma hikatte mo

shinkokyuu ochi tsuite namida korae yukou

[dino+basil] sunao ni jibun tsutae rareru made

koron demo tachi agare nando datte TRY AGAIN

[gokudera] maki okose SUTOOMU

[ryohei] terashi dase SUN SHINE

[mukuro] kiri ni kaku sareta mirai mo

[tsuna] tsuzuite yuku yo ano oozora e

[gokudera+yamamoto] donna yume ga donna kiseki ga

donna kao shite matte irun darou

[haru+chrome] mienai kedo wakaranai kedo

kitto haran banjou no STORY

[dino] tatoe tooku hanare temo

[lambo] furi mukeba kaze no naka

[kyoko] sugu soba ni iru yo

[reborn] saikou no FAMILY

[tsuna+basil] subete no koto ni subete no hito ni

sasae rarete ima wo iki teru

[hibari+dino] sorezore chigau mugen no chikara

hakari shirenu kibou no TARGET

[ryohei] sou da nan ga arou tomo

[yamamoto] daijoubu sa mae muite

[mukuro] meguri kuru kisetsu

[gokudera] tomo ni yuku FAMILY

[all] kimi no egao boku no egao

ega kareru PEEJI wo sagashite

kenka shite mo sure chigatte mo

muga muchuu de hashiri nuketa hibi

[all] ikutsu toki ga nagare temo

mune ni hikaru takara mono

kuchizu samu MELODY

taisetsu na FAMILY

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Sunday, October 03, 2010 || 10:26 PM

The last day of the century.
The last day the sun will ever rise.
The last day before the start of the unending night.

Not really. It's just that in two days time, EOYs. Goodness.

|| 4:20 PM

I can't say things that I don't feel and I'm bad at explaining myself; that's how it is.

I can't draw my sword easily, so other than showing my careless smile, I can't do anything.

In that place, at that time, I was always sincere. However, alongside what's deep in my heart is the opposite...the opposite.

How true.

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