You wanted questions?

I can draw hearts and flowers. Can you?

What happened after I went to sleep that morning at 6am?

Why did we miss watching a group for each other?

How many pictures?

Was it too little time? Or too much time?

Who told me to take up piano again?

Where were you on the day of my birthday?

Will you write back?

I was surprised. Were you?

Did I break that particular organ keeping you alive?

Were you inspired enough?

Do you remember the night we stared at stars?

When can I apologize?


Have I ever told you orange suits you?

Reading back...

It's just funny how sometimes I go back in time just by reading old entries. I mean to go back and exactly remember how I felt that day and what made me write just means the world to me.
As I've said before, memories are the key things I have in life. Its my personal time machine.
I laugh, cry at entries and stuff, and I its just incredible.. at least for me. lol
Each mind is created differently and everyone's perspective is different. I just feel I respect everyone's opinions and thoughts, cuz without them I wouldn't think.