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Hey, I Want to Tell You Something. Part 2

How about the time when the class was heading to the science laboratory. That day I was exhausted and I find myself humming to a tune. And to my surprise, I heard a voice that was singing silently to my humms and it was you.

Just like the other afternoon where the class was tired from the group work and the weather was just so dry. I was just sitting at the farthest corner of the room and you were three feet away from me, I began wording out the lyrics to my favorite song and when I stopped, you continued it silently.

Having those moments were fun, and I didn’t think that could happen. But it did, and it made me feel happy no matter how exhausted I was. No matter how down I felt each day was.

Because, it was a bit peculiar. The songs I listened to wasn’t something you hear on a daily basis, the songs that was released way before, even before 2009, some long before we were born. Yet you recognize them, something that the people around us wouldn’t.

You made me feel special, and not alone. You made me feel like I wasn’t just the odd one out, like I wasn’t the only nail that sticks out. It felt like we could be the only one who could understand each other. For what’s it like to be different; having a different perspective, or a trying out all perspectives. That was something we shared.

We were rebels, against the current. Not go with the flow, not the yes-man. I wasn’t too afraid to show what I am, but I was too afraid to let people know how I feel. And you were afraid of the rejection, you'll get when they see your true colors. You really aren't hiding, but they just don't really see you the way you are. And I too, probably do not see you as what you are completely, but I see what you are capable of.

When I was weak you were strong; when I was trying to be strong, you were at your low. If I may say something that I had felt that I should have said earlier, it would be that you should not be afraid to show who you are, you should not be afraid to not be what they like. Please, stay you.

And only, you.

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Hey, I Want To Tell You Something. Part 1

Remember that night we were at the staircase? Where I thought would be the last night and day that our paths had crossed and will cross? You knew from my stare and I knew from yours, we were both frustrated. I know that what you saw in my eyes looked like it was disappointment. But it’s not. And it’s not pity either.

I wish I could’ve talk to you when that night still hadn’t come. I wish I could’ve talked to you that night when everyone was in slumber. But that night I was cowardly. The days before that, also cowardly. That night you were also in deep thoughts and you needed rest.

That night, I never slept because I was just staring at your silhouette that was at my right, seven feet away from me. There was silence past the enjoying laughter the people downstairs were making. From the other side of the covered rooftop terrace, you could see the lights on the next city’s bridge 10 kilometers away from where we were standing.

The people around us didn’t have their guard up. They were just tired from the all-day activities that felt like we were family, or they were at least.

That night you had regrets, and I had regrets. Your regret of you making a decision without the others, in which you yourself consider as sin, letting two others get labeled. My regret of not being able to talk to you even though I notice the things they don’t, the little details about you and your frustrations from the past year and that night that you were blaming yourself immensely.

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"I let you see the colours, but deep down I'm just black and white."

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17-05-17

The feeling I got when the first saw her was nothing. It was the same. She looked the same. Nothing was different. It felt like time has stopped. Those years without seeing each other felt like they didn’t exist. I didn’t change. I was still the same child she left with no direction. Always going everywhere and anywhere to find where I belong.

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Shota Aira.

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@artyrau_ Here we go! Thanks for trading with me! Thank you Than You! QwQ. Wanna talk about Haikyuu? XD.

#friendsoc #chibi #arttrade #ilysmXD #digital #thankyou

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I removed them but I'll go add more. Even longer, in fact.

I’m going to eliminate all of my text post and remain all my ‘pic and artwork posts’. Bye text post!

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I’m going to eliminate all of my text post and remain all my ‘pic and artwork posts’. Bye text post!

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Just joining the bandwagon. #artvsartist

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Gyate Gyate! I made some from my friend’s OCs. 

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Random doodle.

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How many years has it been since this?

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Sketch of my only Oc that was created back at 2014. I’ll publish a nicer backstory of her since I ruined her for my Language Shortstory activity. Somebody really need to remind me not to use them for school.

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I got bored so I thought I’d make a new Facebook profile pic… But I don’t have confidence to make it my pic since I just changed a few days ago. 

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“Maybe you are right. Where did I come from and where will I go? When I die? Maybe all this time that is what I wanted: the freedom to find out.”- Lust (FMA)

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This one picture killed my spirit.

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I am still far from being what I want to be…

Vincent van Gogh   (via wordsnquotes)