There were people in every room
Inthe hallway
In the street
There was no where safe
No escape
No secret harbour
Nothing
Eventually he found an alleyway
Wonderfully empty
Until he noticed the human canvas
Sitting crosslegged in the corner
That's the day he painted his first masterpiece
Thats the day that he met me

if the choice to die
was mine to make
i'd probably dead by now

Without you there is no reason to wake

didn't I offer all my luck to you from the beginning.

my friend,
told me when I wasn't near him for 3 years,
he drugged a lot, and there was a time he saw himself in doorstep of hospital
my heart,
It stopped beating, I couldn't do anything about it,
what more surprising is that he told me that with his sparkling smile.
That smile which I couldn't get to see in those years.
I feel so bad
god
It's so painful
and it's just such a shame I can't caress his hair anymore.
And I cannot get across those words they mean so much that it's giving me an headaches.

hey, I'm from India
and we Indians are amazingly passionate,
but
I'm confused
confused about 'what I really want to do'
I'm currently majoring in business administration,
I don't want to do it anymore,
to simply put, I've lost all my interest in studies,
well, yes
there are times I want to become a herbalist, musician, entrepreneur,
dancer, chef and more to go
right now I'm in condition to do not want to do anything,
I don't like to get up from a corner,
I just want to read mangas, manhwas, comics, BL
But I want to become something
so that my mother can rest a while
I've seen her suffer so much
at night when she comes, I see a this line on her forehead,
I want to do something I want to become something
I want to make her happy,
Just that
I don't know where my interest lies.
I want to know !