Monday, June 27, 2005

state fair
Well, I went to the state fair a couple days ago... shouldn't have went. Felt like a fucking 3rd wheel ALL THE DAMN TIME. But I shouldn't bitch, because I wasn't invited anyway... L'Arc, don't take it personally. I shouldn't have intruded on YOUR free time with your friends. We're drifting apart... maybe it's for hte best? Call me when you feel like it; I won't intrude. And you know what? I'm sorry that I even went. I wasted 2o bucks WHICH I though I could ride something with the four of us.. but nvm already. It's too late, the day is gone, and the friendship... I don't know where it's going It's a two way road, hunny, and I've tried so hard to play catch up with you... You have to put more effort into this friendship... before it's too late. When I came home from the state fair, I started crying, cause that's how hurt I was. It might not mean anything, but if you don't want to be friends with me anymore, then tell me. So I can prepare myself to say goodbye... and you know what? I'm starting to wonder why I'm still willing to give you the third and fourth chances. Why our friendship is still worth all the pain and tears.

Call me when you read this.
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Thursday, February 3, 2005

   [blush]
falling even more in love with you everyday.....

eien wo ai ni

rax
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Thursday, January 6, 2005

   A little fluff, just for my Ko-chan's bday
They climb upon the ruins of Faranglor, Amaryllis' hometown. I merely observe her, watching, waiting for her reaction. A sniff, a sob, and she was heartbroken. [as she told me later, she was nearby her home] I start humming the Hymn of the Dead, reaching into my pack to get the Z'lemyre plant [sorta like a lavender plant, 'cept different colors[and I'll put up a pic later]] and slowly, but surely, I get my staff and draw the ruins for dismissing the poor souls towards the planes of Paradise. As I was doing so, Amaryllis just sits down and prays. Her shining tears come down to the earthen grounds, and creates a puddle, glistening, creating a serenade as the earth opens up and kisses the tears, lapping then up as the Runes start shining; alas signifying the ending of the ritual. She glances at me, merely curious at how the Z'lemyre plant buds open up, and starts emitting the soft golden glow. I smile weakly at her, and I calm down. I lift my self up, and I reach my hand out to her. She grabs it, and we set off to find some survivors.
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