giving them small presents, doing homeworks,
trying to attend as much as i can in favor of *)
today instead going to school and see one of them,
i managed up to Shibuya to sit in my favorite italian
coffee shop with a cup of my favorite green maccha latte.
thought a lot. tried not to cry because of the unfair world.
i mean, it is not we were the ones,
who can give each other promises, or even having fights.
i was given everything - here is the castle with open doors.
open the doors you like, play with the things you like and.
no matter how expensive the frames are - look in the mirrors.
but do not ask for something more.
i tried to push until it breaks without realising, i do admit.
as a child, who breaks without noticing, without knowing.
i have eagered for the ultimate tenderness out of reflection.
as my brother said, insane. or, in my case - childish stupid.
because it is obviously not work.
sometimes i do think, that time i was hit badly inside.
deep enough to be obsessed with making water and water work.
i know it will not work. that for make it work the both partners
have to be way better and way stronger, than we were. indeed.
in our case for the third time in my life it was exactly as it was -
you know, i have a pride too.
giving your pride to something like you means surrender, m?
so funny that in usual cases we can easily change our pride
in the terms of getting something nice. looking up down all.
only if i want i can not look up down on someone who is like me.
yet, i can not give up at any case. water just reflects the water.
sometimes i think - fuck the one, who caused this defect of mine.
how much more stronger should i become to give this idea up or
learn how to actually make it working without thinking i have lost.
if you ask me, it makes no sense even for me. just hurts phantomly.
i left that time, i left Charlie, i left central mansion yesterday.
and it not even fucking enough to make me think tis better stop.
what a destiny, night.
if i gave up my child self for a moment, it would have worked.
but hey what are we taking about, honestly. three months?
actually, one month of ultimate self-centered using against
rules until the using object broke. not bad, not bad. last time
it was two weeks. but night again, it hell never will make sense.
i can restore everything our of my stubborness (minus for that).
but i can say the years ahead - it will be happening again n again.
at least this case, where the borh partners are both not qualified.
aaaaaaaah. stop me from restoring that. i will fail badly again :O
i am not failing using and getting something i want to get, but.
i am failing myself even wanting that.
Oliver would have hit me badly for that

learning nothing, tracing the traces back.
and i know i will do that again and again.
仕方ないのかな?