Gluehen

It was dark, the darkness hid myself from the other side of the door. There I was, ready to take what someone had stolen from me a long time ago, long enough to let me feel pain and grief, despair and self-abandonment. Now hate was curling in my stomach, my head was overflowing with thoughts of a payback no one would ever forget. I spent a hundred hours with planning this situation, thinking about what I would like to say, but my decision was clear, that bastard on the other side of the room would be dead in the next 2 minutes. I was wearing all black, black was my favourite colour since the day Shou died, I was not afraid to show everyone

Ich bin das nicht Ich bin das Nichts sprach der Spiegel. Das Lächeln ändert nichts, das Hässliche lächelt nicht Monster!

"You're giving me a smile?" Seriously, this was the very first time and I couldn't stop me from sounding some kind of shocked and nervous. But I regretted to said something like this in the very next moment, because the smiling faded away. "Yes, but I could let it go, if it's that bad for you", Uruha spoke and I waved my right hand in front of my face very fast. "No, no, it's okay …", I mumbled under my breath and looked down, the model shrugged and I looked up quickly again, because I felt like he would leave now. "Thank you", I rushed with an enthusiastic expression on my face and in my voice, smiled at him, a hundred times more than I

And Ni~ya hated himself for not loving Sakito the way the guitarist does and he hated to see him cry inwardly, while they were sitting in the old merry-go-around, standing idle, rusty in a dusky pink on their memories of youth. "I'm sorry Sakito" The hole day the bassist had a feeling like loosing something important today, the morning sky was not rosé like Sakitos lovely cheeks, it was rust colored like their hole friendship - too good to be true. Now the carousel smashed together like the color and the smile on his best friends face.