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smile, even if it's going to be a fake one.
because things will get better somehow.
because the sun still shines for you.
Monday, November 16, 2009
this piece of shit drawing is something from the bottom my heart right now.
we are only segregated by a piece of wall, but yet i can do nothing to make you feel better.
though you dont appear sad, i know that you are extremely troubled.
im feeling useless and really, what can i do to help?

i dont want you to feel sad,
i want your life to be smooth sailing,
i want you to be happy.

im not your mum, but i feel responsible, and i do worry.
hope everything goes well for you soon love♥.

by the way, if you would remember,
O-HA-NA MEANS FAMILY, AND FAMILY MEANS NOBODY GETS LEFT BEHIND.