I was wrong when I thought that the rain was like a way of cleansing yourself or washing away your worries. Sure, you can cry when it rains, but your eyes are still red and you know that something's wrong...and you need to fix it.

Don't ever try to hide or escape from something. instead, turn around and confront it! do the best you can and no matter what happens, you'll be okay in the end.

Somehow...even in the darkest abyss..there's always a shaft of light blinking, wondering what you're doing down there....even if there is no god, there's always hope...whatever always means anyway.

Have you ever realized that everybody's got his or her own wall built up right around his or her heart? I personally believe that melting the ice surrounding the heart is plausible...but, like all other things, breaking down a barrier takes time....

When will I be able to not have to roll over in bed, put my face against the cold wall, clasp my hands over my ears, grit my teeth, blink tears of frustration, screw my eyes shut in an attempt to ignore the fighting and war in the world?

This is the real world; we can't live in dreams. Escaping this inevitable fate is impossible. I wonder, what humans did to suffer this sort of destiny. Did we murder a god? Did we murder dreams of others? Did we invade and take over a land of peace?

I'll follow my heart wherever, whatever, whomever it takes me to.

Every moment holds something special in it for you or me...

The person I thought cared the least apparently cared the most.

Keep me in your arms for eternity and don't ever bade me good-bye.