"A tiny baby fish which
goes upstream & into the sea,
& coming back as a big fish
u can barely recognize, I wanna
live like that fish !!!"
-Mayfish, Dance Drill.

Monday, August 8, 2011


Returning home to an empty house.

Times like this,
I really hoped I had a doggie.
At least when I open the door,
Someone will be there.

I remember you waiting by the door.
I remember your bark of happiness!
I remember you.
._.

Sigh.
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