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♔♔ Lean on me, when you’re not strong And I’ll be your friend I’ll help you ♔♔
For it won’t be long ‘til I’m gonna need Somebody to lean on
01 October 2011 @ 12:26 am
난 ..선물이라면, J.Y.J 의 콘서트 티켓 받고 싶어. 그래서주시기 바랍니다, 다른것도필요없어, 그콘서트 티켓, 주세요~ m(_+_)m
아아아..그래도콘서트에 함께 갈사람!
31 August 2011 @ 07:01 pm
Look at your feet
This funny world
Full of insane small creatures
And listen to this buzzing chord
Who keenly spreads such strange murmurs
The sound's buzzing, swarming
Sliding beetles, snails, and ladybirds
On swarming grubs
On sliding ants
Open your eyes before you die
Sit on the grass
Observe and paint
The toad, the wasp, the dragonfly
The sound's buzzing, swarming
Sliding beetles, snails, and ladybirds
This funny world
Full of insane small creatures
And listen to this buzzing chord
Who keenly spreads such strange murmurs
The sound's buzzing, swarming
Sliding beetles, snails, and ladybirds
On swarming grubs
On sliding ants
Open your eyes before you die
Sit on the grass
Observe and paint
The toad, the wasp, the dragonfly
The sound's buzzing, swarming
Sliding beetles, snails, and ladybirds
14 August 2011 @ 05:57 pm
I'm going to focus better on making real life changes. Less Internet-ing is part of it. Now what happened to my greasemonkey!?
I don't need a title. I don't have one. Why do I need a title? Do you see anyone naming every single day of their lives? O~
17 May 2011 @ 04:41 pm
1. Tsure ga imasu no de o saki ni! - I'm with someone so I'll be going off first!
(I mess with the dates to keep my posts one on top of another but the dates are getting so far haha. I forget which yr I last stopped at so it gets further and further.)
21 April 2011 @ 01:47 pm
Yatsuhashi
Senbei
Dorayaki
It's irrational. I think I really love the emotions the plastic/paper dorayaki wrappers give me, but it's not like I love eating dorayaki. It's only red bean paste after all, not that special at all.
It has to do with getting them or something similar as gifts from Japan when I was a twiddle kid, but what makes me love it so, cos of its preciousness then probably D: so now it's nothing special ? D: Oh! what should I do about these silly feelings.
