Martes, Nobyembre 28, 2006
What was the start of all this?
When did the cogs of fate begin to turn?
Perhaps it is impossible to grasp the answer now
from deep within the flow of time...
but, for certainly, back then
we love so many, yet hate so much
we hurt others and were hurt ourselves...
yet even then, we ran like the wind,
Whilst our laughter echoed, under celurean skies...
-Chrono Cross
We move everyday and are touched by different kinds of entities.
Some stay. Some leave. Some bleed us, while some mend us.
But it doesn’t really matter in the end
-- because they are partly the reasons why we are our own molds as of this very moment.
Addistarted this journey at8:49 AM
My Heart Reminisces
About me
*Name: ----
*Age: --21--
*Beginning: --April 23--
*From: --Neverneverland--
*Job: --dreamer--
*Passion: --fantasy--
Hear me