Caught between the shackles of love and hate, they were like the sun and the moon destined to dance together but never touch. Each encounter, each parting was a step closer to death, but neither of them wanted to stop the music. Where do I Belong? A love affair with Tokyo and Nagoya. It was inevitable, specially when she was resolved to give her all for both worlds.

8220;The orange colored crescent moon. At the end of the sky looks like its sulking . 8220;Geez, thank you. Now that sparrow flew away thanks to you. It only comes once a week you know. Now I have no one to sing to.

Abonne-toi à mon blog! 321; Ŏ. Retape dans le champ ci-dessous la suite de chiffres et de lettres qui apparaissent dans le cadre ci-contre.

Take a dip into insanity. Of Sickness and the Inevitable. It really amazes me how beautiful and magnificent it looks like through the lens of my crappy Samsung Galaxy Note. Of Sickness and the Inevitable. These hospital corridors will haunt me in my dying days. The thing is, we gotta be ready for everything.

, but he was asleep when I did this.