Thin Rope

Despair is a sweet trap, a closed door

Since the heart is a battlefield, it spares no one

With their clockwork hearts being manipulated by fate

The tin-plated soldiers begin the slaughter

The rocking cradle that never witnessed love, burns out in the sleeping forest

Even if joy of coexistance disappears…far away

Believe in tenderness…forgive everything

In order to love, we must be able to share with and understand each other

Gossip Girl X.O.X.O

I listened to their words and tales.

I tracked their steps and actions.

Rarely do I tell what I’ve heard or seen.

Frequently I forgot what they say or do.

Because amnesic is my middle name.

My license to gossiping was confiscated.

All i do is listen and watch, and stalker was it.

Not MaxPayne

this was what he said

"When people get hurt, they learn to hate and when people hurt others, they are hated and racked with guilt"

hurt, hatred, guilt

its painful

but knowing this hate allows people to be kind

pain allows people to grow

and how you grow depends on yourself

when you know pain, you think about it and the answer you find is up to you.