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u can thank your stars all u want but i'll always be the lucky one heheh

the sun then hit my skin, burning as i opened the yellow umbrella. i wasn't sure about what to do, so i hid—a shield under the harsh rays of the sun. but then from a distance there you strode in your most naked self, and for a moment i thought, "what's this umbrella for?"
          
          

how do u even do that? u make me sleep bigla bdjwhsh when im the type to be awake until late (kakagising k lang after an hour (⁠๑⁠´⁠•⁠.̫⁠ ⁠•⁠ ⁠`⁠๑⁠))

grateful for eternity to those much powerful beings of this world—even to the world itself, for not ever ceasing to grant my prayers and wishes of surrounding your life with love. 

to have surpassed the end and what made it happen made me realize how heavy of a burden my personality was. the multiple times i have noticed the heavy sighs coming out between your teeth just right after i speak. it must have been too much for you to carry it all that i appreciate you for at least that much, too. 

never-minding the noise that keeps on trying to go through my thick skull, i sung my lullabies over and over and over. 

curious about who we're going to become in the near future

even a freeman has his own concept of home.

make some space for yourself, you.

the very same question strangled my thoughts, is this what i want?