Teh-Cinto

“I hate you♪” ---Why won’t it stop?--- “But I can’t control it…” ---Like a virus--- “The only thing I can do…” ---AHAHAHAHAHAHA....!!--- --------------------------------------------------------------------- There is a girl. Do you see her? Her bloodied hands clutch at her throat. --------------------------------------------------------------------- There is a boy. Didn't you kill him? ---------------------------------------------------------------------- The children, the adults. There are no exceptions. ----------------------------------------------------------------------

just like in a game of chess, we're pawns moved on a board forboding hands from the shadows directing where we'll go you and i are pieces king and queen it'd be nice to think but really we're more like pawn and king cause i'm just a servant, and you're, well, not but regardless of our status we all dance like puppets to the maestro whose name is Fate, yes we all dance like puppets to the maestro whose name is Fate why hello there, my princess i didn't see you there is there something that you need or would you like to go somewhere? they’re words easily spoken, but painful all the same if we could be born twins again next time i'd

Day 1 I don’t really know what to write here. Should I talk about myself? My friends? Maybe. Kari gave this little book to me a while ago, and she and Daz even taught me; me, the outsider, to write when everybody else gave up on me. I love my friends, but sometimes, it’s nice to just wander off by myself and think-and that’s what I tend to do a lot, even though it’s kinda dangerous where I live. Especially for me, since I’m blind and frankly pretty weak. Daz’s said it succinctly, I’m about as durable as a wet paper bag according to him. I live in a world named Aura. I’ve been told it’s a