In my world there's no such thing as reality. Madara Love Story...
I sighed, sitting, again, under a very tall tree. Drip, drip, drop. Drip, drip, drop. My shiny, hazel eyes, gazed up into the almost night sky. It was raining, raining means sad. But it doesn't really matter. I'm always happy. But it's only pretend. I'm only sad. I can only pretend one day I'll finally be happy, maybe...