He could feel the dust on his eyes, the heaviness of his head. The small wind, whispering tiny whimsical muses in to his ear, tossing his hair and brushing his moist cold lips. He couldn't catch what the wind was saying, but even with his eyes closed, he could feel the sparking stars shining down on him, and the taste of salt in the air. 

 

It was cold, it was time when the white faded and gave way to the fresh budding greens on which he now lay on. Frozen icicles seemed to have burnt into his skin, biting trails down his cheeks. 

 

With a final whisper, crystals pelted down, dancing merrily as they hit the soft earthen ground. Like an unwinding toy, time seemed to slow down for him. His breaths coiled in the cold air. He could hear the cogs winding, slower, slower, inching towards a complete stop. 

 

To be thrown away, to be unwanted, the thoughts broke through him. Breaking his heart, crumbling his soul, and all that is left is a vessel, hollow, unmoving, unable to do anything to stop the freezing cold that scorched his cheeks. He couldn't feel any of the remains of all the kisses that he had shared with her, couldn't feel the warmth pressing up to him, the tinker bells that rang whenever she laughed. It all vanished when had she left. 

 

With a last loud roar of impatience from the calling wind, the rose blossoms that bloomed upon his wrist withered and the petals dissolved into a red mess, only to return to the ground. The wheels stopped spinning, and the he finally gave into the sand man. 

but she didn't love him back. 

 

END. 

Satoshi-san! <3 
the whole Girugamesh craze came back to me.
OH GOD I LOVE THEM :D
and Satoshi with his bad boy image, with his heavy deep lyrics, is actually a small boy inside :D

Satoshi: Yeah, it goes well with alcohol. I like the foods that go well with drinking, even though I don’t drink.

JRR: You don’t drink or you can’t drink?

Satoshi: I can’t drink.

JRR: Why is that?

Satoshi: Um…

ShuU: He’s still a kid.

Satoshi: I don’t like the flavor, and I get drunk really easily, so I don’t drink.

JRR: You don’t smoke either, right?

Satoshi: Yeah, I can’t stand the smell.

Яyo: It’s a fragrant smell.

ShuU: For him, out of “sex, drugs, rock’n’roll,” he can’t do any of those.

(Group laughter)

Nii: Oh that’s so true!!

ShuU: If we consider tobacco as a drug, that is.

Satoshi: Cigarettes, alcohol, women, none of those… wait I don’t know about women.
(Group laughter)

Well no comment on that for now. I don’t smoke or drink

AWWWWW <3
better not do anything that hurts his voice though.
HIS GODLY MYSTIFYING ENRAPTURING VOICE. 

started to download their PVs. 
my god, it takes a shit load of converting to put them into my ipod. D; 
but oh well its worth it :)

 

But actually. i'm not too keen on the traveling bit.
one, THE PLANE MIGHT CRASH.
two, I DON'T SPEAK THE LANGUAGE
three, I MIGHT GET LOST!
four, I MIGHT GET ROBBED!
five, THEY HAVE NATURAL DISASTERS THERE RIGHT?!
six, CAMP IS DURING MY TRIP D; D; (and i wouldn't miss it for the world!!!!)
seven, MIKE FROM NUMBNUTS WILL BE SELLING KISSES ALONG THE STREET ON THE 18TH WHEN I'M AWAY! (for charity of course! for the sprit of giving this christmas. :D)

ADHSAJTW#$(&@QWR FHAEF.

Yeah,
You're walking down a road that i can't go.

-Mayday Parade.

Because when i think back,
i can only remember the happy times.
:)