January 2013
1 post
November 2012
3 posts
Hello! Just want to say I love your blog! C: It's so cute... What's the name of your tumblr theme? ' u '
Thank you very much! I’m not very active on this blog anymore, though. And I kind of forgot the name of my Tumblr theme, but the site that created it has shut down already, sadly. :<
You're so cute! Do you have a boyfriend? :)
Uhhhhh. I’ll get back to you on that one. /hides
Not really cute. Thank you, though? xD
Thank you for lifting Izaya's shirt in your sketch. THANK YOU. B8=== (<---nosebleed)
Have I replied to this yet? Either way, you’re welcome. xDD
July 2012
9 posts
Listen
Him: I’ll marry you. I’m serious.
Her: But… You don’t know the real me…
Him: No matter what happens to you in the real world, I’ll marry you! No matter what kind of sickness you have!
Her: I can’t walk or even stand…
Him: I said no matter what kind!! Even if you can’t walk or stand, or even if you can’t have kids! I’ll still marry you. I’ll always stay by your side. The Yui I met here isn’t fake. It’s the real Yui! No matter where or how I meet you, I’ll fall in love with you. If I can’t meet you again, against the 6 billion to 1 odds, and even if your body can’t move, I’ll marry you.
…Tags.
He Never Knew
My first love was a boy no different from any other boy, but whenever I looked at him, I liked him more and more each day. He did nothing but pass by me one day, and although he could have been easily ignored, my eyes turned to his lovely face and everything just fell into place.
From that moment on, I knew he was no longer just an ordinary boy to me anymore. I did not know why, but I was not against it. I was just a child who had no clue. It must have only been an attraction, but back then, I still called it love.
He never knew of my feelings, yet I did not care.
He never knew of the smile he brought to my face, yet I was happy.
He never knew of the poems I wrote about him, yet I did not stop making them.
He never knew of the dreams I had about us, yet I treasured every single one.
He never knew of my existence, yet I valued his.
He never knew my name, yet I knew his; from his first name to his last.
He never knew a lot of things, yet I knew enough about him to love him from afar.
He never knew that I loved him for three years, yet it was a time spent worthwhile.
…
Maybe I was just a child who had no clue. It may have only been an attraction, but back then, I still called it love.
And until now, I still believe that it was.
He was just a boy, except he was so much more.
…He was my first love, yet he never knew.
If you're into dress up games, then I totally recommend those by Roi World. They're really high quality and so cute! x3.
Just when I told myself I wasn’t going to be playing any dress up games for a while. HAHAHA. XD I played the Picnic Pretty one to test it out. I usually don’t like the drag-and-drop style for dress up games, but the layer menu that allows me to arrange which pieces are on top made it easier to play. It’s a really nice feature. :)
Just a simple picnic outfit I put together. I wish there were more hairstyles to choose from, though. And since I didn’t bother to register an account, some extras (expressions, backgrounds, etc.) were locked. This is for you, anon. :>
June 2012
11 posts
Mico-mico! Do you still go online on y!m? I miss chatting with youuuu and stalking your tumblr has made me miss you more. D:
No, but I’ll go online for you if you want. ♥ :) And I think I know what your URL is on Tumblr. Muahahaha. XD
So I finally watched the season finale of Korra.
“When we hit our lowest point, we are open to the greatest change.”
My tears are just not stopping. Why does it have to be so sad and infuriating and heart-breaking and and nerve-wracking and exciting and mind-effing beautiful?
How can they just end it like that and still leave me feeling satisfied? I don’t know about you guys, but I actually loved how everything turned out because it exceeded my expectations. All throughout the show, I was at the edge of my seat, and by the time the show was over and the credits were rolling, I knew that I was happy that things turned out the way they did.
It was beautiful and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Bryke and the rest of the people who worked on LoK did a fantastic job on this amazing series, and I can’t wait for the second season.
I’m glad to have watched this show.
She believes that she will always belong to the pages of her books, where she will spend her days reliving stories that can never be her own and admiring characters that she can only hope to be.
And when she is not in the comfort of her books, then she, too, will create stories of her own in which her fantasy can write itself on endless pages—one after the other and at her own pace. There will be no restrictions nor boundaries; just a free mind and infinite possibilities.
