"A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love," - Stendhal (1783 - 1842, France).
Even though I see it rain, I'm in love.
Even though you see it rain, you have a noose around your neck.
There's no way someone would want to lose their life on such a magnificent day I tell you.
Your hair is drenched from root to tip and dark spots are beginning to consume my clothes.
Zetsubou, zetsubou, zetsubou.
Magnificent day, huh? You chuckle to yourself (or perhaps someone else entirely?).
Didn't you hear the weather man? Rain for the next week, with temperatures below freezing.
The air embraces my body in a close hug, but it couldn't compare to yours.
The roads and allies were empty, even the wild souls hid in their sanctuaries.
You wait for an answer (or perhaps a prayer?).
I look up into the empty vacuum above, crying itself pure on everything below.
Fuck the weather man, it's a great day.
5 Confessions:
Yeah, rain is cool!
I don't want to sound like your mother but work on your homework Ningning!
At least when you know that your school work is under control you can concentrate more on your writing here to!
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nooooooo. i love your writing. you have a beautiful mind.
>____< that sucks. I know that writing teachers can be really biased and I had a teacher like that too. Perhaps you could utilize this opportunity to try another style of writing? It might raise your grade and you may learn something too? Regardless: don't stop writing! even if it is very difficult to be motivated.
getting good grades and producing great works of art are two COMPLETELY different things. just get to grips with that and you'll ace your tests.
i love your writing i read it often.
btw I forgot to say how strong you are for letting us read your blog. You seem very confident and smart
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