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Wednesday, September 16, 2009 

Current mood:  content
Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes
I don't know what has gotten into me lately.

I spend so much time studying, hanging with friends and keeping busy - only in fear of having to think of you again. It might seem a little mushy, especially since I'm not the type of person to talk about feelings. But sometimes you have to overcome your pride, your safety guards and just let it out. If some of you people reading know who I'm talking about, keep it to yourself. I trust you

I keep telling myself that I only liked you for four months, but it just hit me that it's been more than a year by now. Wow, can you believe that I've been walking around for a year with the thought of you in my head? From what people say about 'love' and 'feelings for others' they can both drive you to do the weirdest things. Maybe it's even crazy that I'm still alive.. Love kills - that's what they say too, yeh?

I don't know why I call it love. I, who claim to have never been in love, and maybe I haven't. Maybe I WOULD be dead if it was actually love. I would just like it to be love, cause then.. if I die without meeting anyone else who makes me feel this way, I know that I at least felt it once - even though it was unhappy love; which I guess is just a side detail. Maybe all 'love' is a happy love. At least I felt happy for a while. Maybe I was happy for the first 4 months and that's why those are the only ones I recall. I don't know, but it sounds reasonable, don't you think?

Ahh, it would've been great if you were inside of reach. But then again, I would've been too insecure or too big a dork to do anything. You put a smile on my face when I needed it the most. Your random jokes, horrible dancing and cutting laughter made my days when the sky seemed gray. It's funny how I thought I knew you - but never really did. I guess I just made up the parts of you that I didn't know, to be what I wanted you to be. It was unfair, but it made me happy for a while. Probably the longest while I can remember.

I won't cry tears over you, cause that wouldn't be fair. You don't even know that I exist and less do you know that you hurt me... kinda. Maybe I hurt myself more. I fell in too deep and only have myself to blame. I knew it was gonna hurt if I let my emotions get away with me, but I thought ''to hell with it, I don't care''. It bit me in the ass on the long run, huh?

I'm not sure what to do from here on. I don't even know if there's anything to ''get over''. Maybe the first step of moving on is to realize that it won't work nomatter what. I wish I could erase you from my life, but I just can't. I know that I will weaken and seek back to your fields eventually.

With this, I just want you to know, that even though u left my heart on the floor, you still made me happy for a while. You made me want to get up, get going and come home to you. Every minute of not being around you was torture, and every silent hour was a breaking one. I wanted to comfort you and fight all your battles. I wanted you to know, that even if the whole world was against you, I would be on your side. I would hold your hand and wipe your tears. I would laugh with you, cry with you, hold you and do whatever in my might to make you smile - even just for a while.

So yeah, you won't ever know. But that's okay, because I know. I want to keep this memory as it is. Nothing less. Even if it was just an illusion of my wishful thinking, it still brings out a spark in my mind when I think back on it. But life is not about thinking back on things, it's about moving forward and getting somewhere. I can't hold on to you like sand when you keep disappearing between my fingers. All there's left is a vague illusion of what I wanted us to be. Together. Happy. You and me.

Even if you never taught me what it was like to be loved, you taught me a lesson that I shall cherish, and I wanna thank you for that.

I hope you and your girlfriend will be happy.

I wish you love
I wish it true
That's the best I can do for you... ♪



NB; If any of you know who I'm talking about.. Keep it to yourselves. I trust you to do that.
Thursday, September 03, 2009 

Current mood:  betrayed
Category: Life
You know those days when the irony of fate just turns around to bite you in the ass?

Yeah. I had one of those days.

Yesterday I attented this marathon in the city my school is in with some friends. After the marathon there was a lottery, but me and my friends decided to go home, since none of us were gonna win anything anyway... So yeah.. Today at school, two girls come up to me and are like ''Do you realize that your marathon-number was drawn to win a digital camera last night? Where WERE you?''

I just stood there.. paralyzed.. thinking.. Fuck my life!



And guys, this is no joke. I'm deadly serious.

What's WRONG with you fate?
Why can't you just be on my side for once?


like wtf.
Tuesday, July 07, 2009 

Current mood:  accomplished
Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes
If God exists, he didn't ''take away'' Michael Jackson.
He didn't ''steal'' him from us as many says.
He didn't cruelly leave Michael's family behind as another test of their humanity and mind..




.... he saved him.


Michael had suffered enough in this world.
He deserved the peace, whether it makes us cry to know, that he will never moonwalk on stage again. We can look back at clips and recordings. We can enjoy all the prints he left in our history and appreciate them to the fullest.

If you ask me, this whole MJ-story represents the true life Bible. Michael came to this earth to make a difference. Jesus is said to have stepped this earth, and to have taken all sins of the humans upon himself, just to make a better day. Michael did the exact same thing. He made songs that touched us deep within, he made people realize their wrongs. He set a focus on the importance of treating our present and future children, with all the love, support and respect that he never got from his own parents.

According to the Holy Bible, Jesus was crucified on a wooden cross for everyone to see.
According to reality, Michael Jackson was crucified in the media for everyone to see.
People who read the Bible, will continuously ask themselves and their surroundings ''Why did nobody help Jesus? Why did they betray him after everything he did for them?''.
I, who've been a direct witness - along with the rest of the world - to any blame that Michael took upon himself, ask myself the same thing. ''Why did nobody help Michael? Why did they betray him like that?'' I have no idea what to say to that now.

What disgusts me the very most right now, is how EVERYONE who used to make fun of Michael, now bow to the dust and talk about how amazing he was. The only friends of Michael who I really feel bad for, is Elizabeth Taylor, Michael Jordan, Michael's siblings, Fonda and anyone not mentioned who REALLY cared. They stood up for him when it was needed. They never let the pressure of the media to judge Michael nor themselves for supporting him.
I don't like throwing mud at people. I can be a bitch, but I know when to shut up - which can't be said about a LOT of these days' celebrities. I won't mention names, but bitching around in blog entries, fighting about Michael's properties, about his money and his children makes me wish that they will all rot in hell. I think you should all stop for a second, clear your mind for anything money related and look at what this man really achieved. Do you think that this is what he wanted?

Maybe Michael's children weren't biologically HIS, but they meant the world to him - just like the rest of the children in the world did. How a court of law can agree to give temporary custody to Michael's mother is a mystery to me. A woman like her, will never be a mother in my eyes. A mother stands for moral support, she puts her children first - nomatter what. She wishes no harm for her children - and if ANYTHING in the world would try to hurt her children, she will fight it to her last breath. She opens the door to the world of her children, may it cost her her own life to make them get to where ever they wish to go. Cause that's what a mother does.

What kind of father that Joe was to Michael? I won't even go there. The fact that he used a conference dedicated the memory of his son, to advertise his new record label, made me want to shove things up a certain hole of his. Joe should go look up the definition of 'father' in a dictionary. He should humbly walk from door to door and ask children of this world, what they would want a father to be. I can only thank Joe for ONE thing, and that is for have given this world an artist, a legend, a man like Michael. Cause that's what he was. He was a real man.

The world kept kicking dirt in his eyes, but he blinked it off and kept going. Michael carried so much love in his heart. He is now in the Guiness Book of World Records, listed as the pop star to have donated to most charities in the world. Michael did what he could. Only God will assumedly be able to do anything. So now I'm sitting here, as I'm watching the MJ Memorial... was he really... I mean REALLY just 'human'?


From now on, people might think that 'love' is still a mystery. But if you ask me, love is Michael Jackson. Love is what he left behind when he took his last breath on this earth.

It is for certain, that my children will grow up with Michael Jackson's music. One of my own wishes was to at least see him live. I obviously won't get to do that, but my children will know who Michael Jackson was and they will KNOW what he taught this world. Love.

I'll see you around, Michael. I have a feeling you might not be moonwalking on stage. But you're probably moonwalking on the moon itself.. just to show what you're capable of.Or maybe just to show off.

May he rest in peace, far away from this world.
Thursday, June 25, 2009 

Current mood:  ashamed
Category: News and Politics
Recently one of the greatest artists to have walked this earth, took his last steps. When he first started out, he didn't know what his future held for him. He worked in a factory and made music part time, because music was what mattered to him. When music is all that runs through your veins, you can create miracles. Art pieces like no other.

Sadly these pieces of art, created with the most delicate love for the work of music, will attract people who won't do you good. They want your money, your name and everything you worked for. The people who are supposed to be there for you, through good and bad, will turn against you and push you towards the edge. Music is no longer the main source of inspiration - money is.

I find the importance of money these days to be utterly disgusting. But when parents will take advantage of one's hospitality, one's desire for making a better world and to help those in need just for the money, it makes me want to have never existed. How can a loving parent, a mother or a father - maybe even both, make their own child lie about experiences that are NEVER to be joken around with? How can you, from the bottom of your heart, set up such disgusting lies - just to make a buck? Maybe he did do these things, but if he did - I don't wanna know. It's said that the greatest artists all have mental issues or have been put through experiences of your worst imagination, but they too have a heart. When the first charges came out, I was disgusted. When a person takes in sick children to give them what they can never have, to give them an experience for life with no worries about life or death - how can you stab them in the back? Is this really what the world has come to?

Yes it is.

Sadly I have to admit, that this goes on every single day. A friend will stab another friend in the back, to avoid something personal. At least be a true friend, and stab yours in the front - facing them. Let them see your selfish smile smeared all over your face, when you chop their heart into pieces. That's the least you can do, when all they did was trust and love you to the fullest. When all they did was put their trust into your hands, their heart. You promised to carry it within your ribs and take care of it as your own. But you threw it on the ground and stepped on it. Does that feel good? Does it feel good to know, that you fucked up a friendship and made that very person have to deal with trust issues from then on? Does the shattering of a heard under your feet really feel good enough to be worth it?

(...)


I didn't mean for this to become personal, but it has. I hope that Michael Jackson (King of Pop) will find the peace he deserves. I hope he seeks another world where money can do no harm. I hope he will look upon his fans every day from the better place he is at and smile, knowing that they will hold his honor and never let it fall to the ground. I hope his siblings will keep living, knowing that Michael did his to make a difference. Knowing that his death, his suffering was never in vain. I hope his mother will cry every night for her son. I hope she will realize, that her lack of parental support was part of the destruction of her own flesh and blood. I hope Michael's father will suffer the pain that was put upon Michael from a way too young age. I hope nightmares will haunt him and cause him to never sleep. I hope Michael's advisors, directors, producers and what ever money whore greedy sucked on to him like a leech, will fall to the ground and feel the leather soles of other human beings stepping upon them. But most of all, I hope that a case like this... a nightmare of a life like this, will never be lived by another person ever again. Not even for my worst enemy, do I wish this kind of pain and torment; this kind of betrayal.



May he rest in peace~

Michael Joseph Jackson
August 29th. 1958
-
June 25th, 2009

In our darkest hour
In my deepest despair
Will you still care?
Will you be there?
In my trials
And my tripulations
Through our doubts
And frustrations
In my violence
In my turbulence
Through my fear
And my confessions
In my anguish and my pain
Through my joy and my sorrow
In the promise of another tomorrow
Ill never let you part
For youre always in my heart.
Thursday, May 28, 2009 

Current mood:Platonic
Category: News and Politics

So apparently the US goes a major step forward - yet they slam their faces against the door by forbidding marriage between homosexuals.


I'm honestly so pissed and so disappointed that I don't know where to start.


'The California Constitution will specify that only marriage between a man and a woman is valid or recognized in California.'


WHATTHEFUCK?


I know I shouldn't be offended by this, as it is fully legal to get married in Denmark (townhall) even though you're two people of the same sex. I still do not understand why homosexuals cannot be wed in the Christian church, but I assume religion is one of the things that I'll never understand - basically as it goes hand in hand with war and intolerance. Whatever breeds the other.


In Denmark it is a tendency that men cannot take homosexual men. Many girls tend to freak out if I tell them that I like girls - yet I do have a certain preference to penis-carrying individuals (no sexual). I love the looks and feeling of girls, but that doesn't mean that I'm gonna go rape whoever girl that passes by. I think that's definitely something people tend to forget. A heterosexual won't go frustrape whoever of the opposite sex that comes along, just like homosexual men don't hump every guy on their way. We all have a certain class and certain preferences; eg. I don't like guys that are shorter than me yet I don't mind girls that are. But not only the height makes a person. I'm honestly very hard to impress and maybe I do tend to put up high expectations to a relationship - maybe higher than what good is. That all could explain my current (and prolly eternal) status, lol.


If people find love and they want to be bound together via marriage, then why stop them, just because they share gender? Sexual discrimination is such old news these days. This is the 21st century, people! America can get a black president, for the first time ever, but we're still too hypocrite and too homophobe to recognize the fact, that two people of the same sex can fall in love? I'd say, male/female - male/male - female/female, people are FREAKING LUCKY if they ever get to experience real love. That true deep love that locks people together throughout a shit-ass long time.


Did the catholics beat the crap out of the justice system in Cali, since it came out of nowhere? Why is it suddenly a problem, that two people of the same gender are married? It is a scientific fact, that approx 70 % of all animal creatures have bisexual tendencies. INCLUDING the human being. Why ignore the fact, that we're not all the same? We preach tolerance, freedom of soul and speech, equal rights for all - yet you can still agree to take away the pleasure of marriage from homosexuals?


The USA made the declaration of independence; stating that man has the right to search and find happiness - the right to speak his mind and be free. Isn't taking away that right a little lame, just because of one's sexuality?


America is supposed to be the greatest nation of all - a country that people aim to be like and other countries imitate. Even pathetic little Denmark hasn't gone as far as eliminating the right to marriage between two people of the same gender. It DISGUSTS me to see such a great nation waste it's development throughout the years. Coming up with a prop SO LAME, that I can barely breathe from laughing.


Not only does America think that it can preach rights and smear them in other countries' faces. They think so holy of themselves. The US is a super power, it leads the world towards peace and freedom. Towards independence and equality, globalization and a united world where everyone can live happily ever after - unless you're gay?


Since when were the homosexual excluded from the goods of living in a free nation?

Except for approval of death penalty and the useless war in Iraq, the US has REALLY lost it this time. I'd say that's strike 3. For how long can you keep on degrading yourselves? "Change We Need", yes indeed. But is this how it's gonna be like? What's next, America? That the homosexuals cannot shop at the locals heterosexuals' stores? That all people in the world are not allowed to wear sandals because of the high risk of  exchange of vapoured body fluids among people of the same gender?


Sex change you can approve, but not marriage between male/male and female/female. Do people really have to change who they are, to fit into your perfect little picture of freedom and world peace? What on EARTH do the Shall of California Constitution gain by acknowledging  a law this fucked up?


Someone, please tell me.

I cannot seem to understand.


'Because marriage between individuals of the same sex is currently valid in California, there would likely be an increase in spending on weddings by same-sex couples in California over the next few years. This would result in increased revenue, primarily sales tax revenue, to state and local governments. ' makes we wonder if this proposition is just a sick excuse for making more money.

'Proposition 8 restores what 61% of voters already approved: marriage is only between a man and a woman. Four judges in San Francisco should not have overturned the people's vote. Prop. 8 fixes that mistake by reaffirming traditional marriage, but doesn't take away any rights or benefits from gay domestic partners. ' is absolutely disgusting, as allowing people of the same gender to get married DEFINITELY is not a mistake. The freedom to find happiness has reached it's limit? This is so disgustingly sad and low. There is no mistake to correct, excpet for the intolerant population called '61%' who feels the need to hold down the homosexuals around them. I'm not gonna go all Chris Crocker on you and scream like a girl. It just makes me sad, that a state as open and well-known as California, can allow itself to discriminate sexuality on such a disturbing level.

If this is how it is going to be like from now on, why don't we all just convert to insanity and move to DPRK?


And I, who thought that the Jante Law would never globalize... I guess, I was wrong.

Friday, May 08, 2009 

Current mood:  anxious
Category: Life

I've been dreaming a lot about love lately. It seems kind of stupid to read (and write) but I think it's time.

I've always been a free spirit, not caring about others or what others feel - when it concerns me nor when it doesn't. It's called selfishm. I'm 18 now. According to Danish law I'm considered a grown-up, but I still think that I lack wayyy too much experience in life to call myself exactly that.



Did I mention that I've been really stressed lately? I know that came out of pretty much no where. My future plans have been shattered big time. And it sucks. I've always beens planning on attending Aarhus University to study Korean, maybe go to South Korea during a summer holiday afterwards and move there some day after finishing my degree. Sadly, a few days ago, I had to realize that Aarhus University cancelled their Korean studies. Now I'm forced to go to either Copenhagen or London - and I really don't like Copenhagen. Copenhagen doesn't feel like home in any way. My parents offered to purchase an apartment in Copenhagen and rent it to me, making me not havng to worry about property taxes and such. But I don't wanna live in Copenhagen. Copenhagen is just NOT ME. I know that I may have to live there for the education, but it still feels weird. I'd been looking so much forward to going to Aarhus. Dammit!


I have when things turn around and pull the carpet beneath me. Unneccessary stress sucks.


I hope to catch you all on BlogTV soon!

I've been online there wayy too much lately.


I'm usually cohosting these guys:

www.blogtv.com/People/hoyeung

www.blogtv.com/People/Panda151


And sometimes I'm live myself:

www.blogtv.com/People/NanteNa


Did I tell you that my dad is going back to the US during September this year. I sooo badly wanna join him. He's going to this 30 years anniversary with his old highschool class mates. Would be an epic opportunity to see Shayla and Brit again - and all the others. They have no idea how much I miss them... ó__ò''


God, my internet is so shit lately.

Laterz guys!

Sunday, April 12, 2009 

Current mood:  accomplished
Category: Blogging
I'm moving for good now.

XANGA, everyone<3

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Thursday, April 09, 2009 

Current mood:  awake
Category: Blogging

Hi guyyys!

Can you believe it? Miyavi got married to Jpop singer melody. on White Day. That's just amazing. :'D Gaaahhh! Congrats hun! We're all so fucking happy for you!<3

I just spammed his blog. XD lol. You can go see for yourselves if you want. Yet, it'd be pretty much a waste of time.

God, I just want to sing and dance, but according to the doctor I'm barely allowed to talk. My throat is still swollen. Everything on me is swollen. I feel like HULK or something. But ahh, I'm so much looking forward to singing again. After a week of ilness where singing has been almost IMPOSSIBLE I realized how much I actually love doing it. How stupid is that? :'D<3 Now I know why artists dedicate themselves so much into their work. If you can't say it out loud - just SING THAT SONG!

But I'm currently not allowed to.
I should teach myself to play the guitar sooner or later. I know a few chords but I still suck. Impatience, you know. When I'm good, I'll do a cover of Miyavi's ''Kimi ni negai wo''. Just because I LOVE that song. :'3

There are so many things in this world that I wish I could.
But evolution hasn't developed throughout a day
My illness won't be cured tomorrow (unless I'm lucky)
Religion won't be universal ever soon
- and money won't lose it's worth

That made no sense. God my brain feels like rice porridge. Rice porridge with a snip of butter and cinnamon.

If I could, I would write it all in a song.
But I can't.

Maybe some day I will
- and you all better buy my records! xD Consider it a tag! Haha!

~ I love this life, really.

I realized something the other day.
Jesus made the blind see and he made the crippled walk. But that doesn't mean he LITERALLY made them see and walk. Maybe he just opened the eyes of the blind. He made the narrow minded see hope in his speeches - just like Obama gave hope to America and changed the future on Jan. 20th.

I'm so proud of being alive. So proud to be able to tell my future children, that I witnessed America's first black president. I'm not allowed to say black - but he IS black, right? Just like I'm  white. There are not just Black and White people in the world. But they are both part of world population. Maybe it's time to open our eyes and look around. What do we see. Without denial - what is really there? How can we claim to have seen it all if we haven't seen that America's president is 'black' and that Line from Denmark is 'white'. It's funny how me censur ourselves like that. I hate being censured.

Argh, this could be the snot in my rice porridge talking. XD Sorry guys!
Remember to love. If not somebody else - at least yourself!
If you can't, I will :'D



Aishitekure, aishiteru kara
Kore ga ore no
Aishikata<3
Saturday, February 14, 2009 

Current mood:  ashamed
Category: Movies, TV, Celebrities


I just finished watching L - Change the World, and may I say that movie SURE changes the world!

It is probably the biggest RIP OFF going crap I have ever seen!

Not only did the producers succeed in killing the character of L, they also put him into a movie with the worst and most disgraceful plot EVER! I mean, come oooon! A virus created by one of Watari's students who wanted to save the world from the increasing global warming? WTF?
When you think about the plot of this crappy movie, one would assume that they at least got decent actors. Uhh, no not really. The only ones who could act were Ken'ichi Matsuyama and the tiny kid playing L. The funny thing is, that Ken'ichi is a pro actor already - and the little kid only had lines that contained numbers, while his role was basically a mathmetical genius who drew on boards and kept quite most of the time.

The WORST thing about their interpretation of Near is prolly that he is actually BLONDE, wears white and has a slight fall of curliness in his hair. Jeez, that's almost as emberassing as casting Misa Misa in the second movie as a BRUNETTE. Holy fucking moly.

I feel like writing a letter to Ken'ichi, pitying him for taking that role. Mistakes are made. The two first ones killed the actual plot and how L was actually killed. It killed the mindgaming of the story COMPLETELY and MAY I add that the girl they casted for Misa wasn't only brown-haired - she was an AWFUL actor. There was no 'mystery' over Laito Yagami. They instantly made him appear as a crazy maniac craving for world domination, which wasn't his original character at all. L didn't get to show off his real image which made me wanna set up a meeting with the director, bring a spoon at beat him in the face with it repeatedly.

The whole pointe of this manga was originally MIND GAMING. It showed off the brilliance in L's character. His way of thinking, how he actually managed to beat Laito even though he died.

I hate how ignorant fans keep claiming that Light is the smartest cause he killed L. HELLO IDIOTS! He didn't kill L. Rem did. L found out about Light being Kira, even thought Light couldn't succeed in finding out who L was at all. I'd say that's strike countless, morons.




Sunday, February 01, 2009 

Current mood:  confused
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural



This is gonna come out really strange and really random. But I had this fucked up dream last night. People to appear were me, my aunt, my dad, my uncle, the friend I dumped recently, some mutual friend we had in the dream (I think her name was Stephanie or Julie or something) and my 'friend's' mom. And then.. Miyavi. O_O Also a lot of random people sewing and my best friend from elementary school (don't ask me wtf that means).

I was apparently at this 'friend's' house taking a shower (in the kitchen O_Ô) with doors and windows open and all. My 'friend' was really pissed about this whole thing and said ''I'm gonna tell (name of our mutual friend)'' and I just said ''Well, please do so. I don't give a shit''. Bla bla, chickfight like that. Then I go down to the basement and there my 'friend', my old elementary-school friend and our mutual friend sits and talk about me. I was pretty much like 'whatever', denying the fact that it hurt like hell.
Anyway, during the dream my mom had been there and set their garage on fire. (O_x'' I told you this was gonna get random and messy) And there was a huge bonfire in that garage. (not that it has any importance to it).. argh! Focus here!

ANYWAY, my dad, uncle and aunt suddenly arrives and are like ''Fuck you people! Nan, let's the the fuck outta here'' so we all go to this HUGE car and in that car - Miyavi. Suddenly him and I were running around like maniacs, going on trainrides in amusement parks and shit and then we're back in this huge limo with like.. a big red-ish seat in it. We're somewhat laying down and then he says something like ''You wanna see whom I just missed a call from?'' and he shows me his phone. At first my brain couldn't keep up so I was like ''Huh? Show me again?''-like and he shows me this picture of a girl with long, brown-ish, wavy hair. I've never seen her before. I tried to put a name to her - but I couldn't and then some song starts playing. Never heard that song either. It was something with ''I love you more than I love my life'' or ''I love you more than my own life''. Miyavi suddenly turns into this girl and starts singing and I'm like ''O_Ô''. BAM he's back into Miyavi-shape and I ask him if he really likes her. Around here he gets this super dreamy expression as if he's in a completely different world. So obviously I took that as a yes and just smiled, laying down close next to him. He then suddenly hugs me real' tight. Then that girl comes back and she disappears. Miyavi gets up and walks wavily around for a bit and then I tell him something like ''I never loved someone. Or was IN love for that matter. I like one though, but she's too far away..'' and BAM. He's gone, Oresama-style. With shattered bits of something glossy.

Even though I desperately tried not to forget ANYTHING the rest is kinda blank. I only remember small bits, but that song just keeps appearing. Or the line ''I love you more than I love my life''.. I swear I've never heard it before. ARGH, it's driving me nuts here! Especially since I'm a person to believe in dreams having a special meaning to it. If only I could remember the melody. Or more of the lyrics. Damn. And I don't even like Miyavi all romantically. FFS Myv, why leave me here with my brains fucked? God dammit. >_<;;





Nani, much?



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