It's fresh... It hurts...
Out of sight... It dies...-
Selenophile love ЁЯЦд
1st Jan 2003
Pragmatic
Storied practicality
The scars on
your body
show how
better a
person you
are and how
strong is
your soul...-
рд╕рдмреНрд░ рдХрд░ рдмрдВрджреЗ...
рддреЗрд░рд╛ рд╣рд░ рд░рдВрдЧ рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдореЗрдВ рдЫрд╛рдПрдЧрд╛...
рддреЗрд░реА рдЬреАрдд рд╣реЛрдЧреА...
рдФрд░ рдПрдХ рджрд┐рди рдлрд▓рдХ рднреА рддреЗрд░реЗ рд░рдВрдЧ рд╕реЗ рд░рдВрдЧ рдЬрд╛рдПрдЧрд╛...
рдЗрд╕ рддрд░рд╣ рд╣рд┐рдореНрдордд рдирд╛ рд╣рд╛рд░ рдЬрд╝рд┐рджрдВрдЧреА рд╕реЗ...
рдпрд╛рдж рд░рдЦ...
рдЕрднреА рд░рд╛рдд рд╣реИ рддреЛ рдХреНрдпрд╛...
рд╕рд╡реЗрд░рд╛ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛ рд╕реВрд░реНрдп рдЬрд╝рд░реВрд░ рдЖрдпреЗрдЧрд╛...
рдПрдХ рджрд┐рди рд╡рдХрд╝реНрдд рддреЗрд░рд╛ рднреА рдЖрдПрдЧрд╛...-
Loyal hearts are earned by respect...
If you don't respect me you lose mine...-
рд╡реЛ рд╕реВрдиреА рд╕реЬрдХ , рд╡реЛ рдордВреЫрд░...
рдЖрдЬ рднреА рддрд╛реЫрд╛ рд╣реИ рд╡реЛ рдкрд▓...
рд╡реЛ рдЬрдЧрдордЧрд╛рддреЗ рдЬреБрдЧрдиреВ...
рд╡реЛ рдЕрдирдХрд╣реА рдЦреНрд╡рд╛рдЗрд╢реЗрдВ ,рд╡реЛ рдордирдорд░реНреЫрд┐рдпрд╛рдБ...
рд╡реЛ рд░реВрдардирд╛ ,рд╡реЛ рдордирд╛рдирд╛ ,рд╡реЛ рдЦреВрдмрд╕реВрд░рдд рд▓рдореНрд╣реЗ...
рдЖрдЬ рднреА рдпрд╛рдж рдЖрддреЗ рд╣реИрдВ ,рд╡реЛ рд╕реВрдиреА рд╕реЬрдХреЗрдВ...
рдЧреБреЫрд░реВрдБ рдЬрдм рдЙрди рд╕реЬрдХреЛрдВ рд╕реЗ рдЖрдЬ рднреА...
рдорд╣рдХ рдЬрд╛рддреА рд╣реИ рдпрд╛рджреЛрдВ рдХреА рдХрд▓рд┐рдпрд╛рдБ...-
Because that had the fragrance of our love тЩб
Rest...
I don't know when those petals fell leaving behind only thorns which gave me scars and agony whenever I tried touching it...-
To be honest...
Life kills a person more validly than death...
Rather dying eases one's problems forever...-
Dwelling into the past thinking about the moments which I would love to relive again...
Today was the last working day of our school...
13 years well spent learning both kinds of lessons...
Experiencing all kinds of phases I now come to the end of my school life...
We step into a different life promising to remember each other and be in touch...
Will miss all my friends тЩб-
It took me sixteen fucking
years since my birth to
know how world works...
How uncertain life is and
how quickly people
change their colours...
Each person is someone
different painted differently
from outside with hidden
hatred stored in their hearts...-
A heart of gold
But it lost it's pride
Beautiful veins
And bloodshot eyes-