There are places for people like us.
Fate is something like death and bad endings with no words to spare.
We're just ghosts in this game, while we pretend that this is all okay.
i'm thinking i should translate something.
should i ?
Anyway, it's been incredibly long, but the most important part to know is that i'm graduating~!
uni is over and i literally have nothing to do~
being a uni graduate is that kind of thing isnt it?
it's all the optimism that drives me insane.
searching for the ability to achieve those things;
but also being stuck on the hope that despite the fact that those things might not happen, you can dream.
so when it comes down to the truth,
and suddenly the world becomes a lot smaller,
and those hopes and dreams become feasible;
we get scared.
because what if reality can't live up to the dream.
maybe we were better off when you were just a mirage in the distance,
and a voice to send through me ears, and just a face in photographs;
but you're here now, and i don't know how to deal with that.
and so i know,
all things come to an end,
phases, spaces in time, obsessions.
the end hasn't come yet,
but let's see how we go.
And it's so stupid how these things run.
I've been waiting for disappointment. And you deliver.
But am I so stuck in this mess that I can't differentiate the good from the bad?
Say things, get in trouble.
I knew it from the start.
I'm only waiting for you to let me down.
In a quest that is simple,
we take small steps,
we test the waters,
But on the roads that are hard,
we run at full speed,