He taught me strength.
How can I obey if he tells me to forget? I can’t be feeble anymore— his fault, not mine.
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Yeah, I’m sorry, I can’t let go…
I won’t let go.
He taught me strength.
How can I obey if he tells me to forget? I can’t be feeble anymore— his fault, not mine.
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Yeah, I’m sorry, I can’t let go…
I won’t let go.
Weaving, weaving, weaving. Waiting, waiting, waiting. He’s trapped in another dimension, close to the land of Barbie dolls. I am here, enslaved by the degree I wanted so much and of which I keep doubting. I read, he reads, we type.
Six years, and we’ll get out of the labyrinth. Nous sortirons.
Six years seem like an awful lot of time. All I can do is seek refuge in music. Will patience last so long?
Only time itself will tell.
There are some things in life I wish never to lose, like the memory of a solitary crescent moon in the sparkling clean twilight.
Chiaki Kuriyama played both the really cruel girl in Kill Bill and the really cruel girl in Battle Royale!
I knew she looked familiar!