The thing that is changing...Is it my surroundings, or myself?

The things that I've been longing for were nothing but dreams.

A love where no one gets hurt doesn't exist.

The wounds from that time have already become scabs.

There were many tears, many unsure times, many troubled moments. The fun memories were only a few, but even so, those memories will shine bright like stardust, and continue to shine on in my heart.

I've decided. The next time I cry, it'll be for "someone special", and it'll definitely be "tears of happiness.

This is probably going to be one wound that can never be healed.

I'm going to move on, while carrying these feelings with me.

He's the only person who's entered my world apart from me.

I'm only remembering unnecessary things because I'm alone.

The memories of sensei I carry with me are more cruel than sensei himself.

Don't allow someone else's thoughts become the illustrations of YOUR story

A man of worth is a man that sees the worth in others more than himself.

I'm actually a pretty decent human being, and when I'm home I'm straight as an arrow.

Some actors play themselves, don't they?

As Unto the bow the the cord is , So unto the man is woman; Though she bends him, she obeys him, Though she draws him , yet she follows: Useless each without the other.

Fathers teach their best lessons to their children by the way they handle life when confronted with adversities.

I imagine the center of the Earth must be a crowded place by now, but perhaps it is the spirits of those of us residing there that keep the Earth alive and green.

Quick enough, if good enough.

The world changes - circumstances change, we change - but God's Word never changes