not knowing where to go or who to find, he ended up writing this journal.
he has the life of an ordinary person, yet the way of thinking of a melancholia.
he just doesn't know how to find that four-letter thing.
P. S. the navigator buttons are the colored bookmarks.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
just when i thought my valentine's day would be blue all day, you came at the very last moment, right before day changed its face.
that's a very sweet gift you gave me, sweeter than the chocolate i gave you indeed.
i guess my valentine's day wasn't that bad after all.
thank you. :)
but who knows if this is the right thing to do?
12:05 AM
