Don't wake me up.

I was reading through my mail box, and I chanced upon this,

From a really long time ago:

Hold my heart, memories are still singing, even if i have no voice.
Sing without you, I'll sing without you,
can't you feel my pain, there's nothing I can do.
I still have a longing for your memory, even if the memory is only pain.
I won't let my feelings show.
Now, I don't want to be alone.
In the pouring rain, it all must be a dream, from tomorrow on...

(translated from Longing, X japan.)

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Anyway,

(okay meet the bastard that robbed me of my juice.)

Christmas is coming and Crabs made me that! (:

Today, I've been struck by lotsa waves.

Heat wave, shopping wave, terror wave..

Wave of emotions, simply.

I felt totally swept off my feet, and slammed to the ground by this strong current.

I was rudely awoken to this harsh, cold, reality.

I was cruelly punished- slowly and painfully. And I still choose to believe it's unfair.

Anyhow, I told Crabby.

"Not worth keeping."

Really.

And truth hurts.

And it stinks too.

HAHAHAHA.

This is late,

But Happy FGMD, my dear.