A story written by a feeling called 'depression'

[yuki_shirano]

Her reflection stared back at her broadly behind the clear glass doors that stood before her. Looking at the tainted self of a creature whom she presumed to be someone who was never close to her; so far yet that was precisely her true self, she became mute. The train would soon approach the marble platform enriching the station with its loud

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[petjelly]

Miyu-daughta, i ish just saying hello~ *hugs* So nice to see you post :D i promise i shall read this when i get home. I only got limited time here :/ stupid policies.

Take care, daughta-chan!

[irigdoog]

wah!! me so surprised that u posted in LJ!! XD hehehehe~~

and.... T.T this story makes me wanna cry... lol i quit on that stupid messed up fanfic that i was gonna do with what's his name i already forgot XD lol *is so shallow x_X;;;* bleh ohhhh well

[petjelly]

just as I thought, Miyu-daughta is a very talented and expressive young lady ^^

A swab of pain, a dab of red paint, the penetrating scent of blood were all she had held at the moment.

Wai~! *.*