Pvs Stories

This is just some random music things I do when I'm bored. !!!Side note, In my remixes, I do not own any lyrics and all rights go to their respective owners!!! If it has "(())" Around it then you sing it at the same time If it has "()" Around it then you echo the first person if it has "[]" Around it then it's how I want you to sing it.

A collection of short stories and monologues

"Turn. It. Off." My father's voice rings out against the black marble walls, echoing in my head. I feel his cool hand press against my forearm, gripping tight enough to leave a bruise. I don't blink, if I do, I'm afraid my father will only see more unwanted tears. He made me kill my own mother, and still I try to make him proud. If that's not fucked up I don't know what is. I try to swallow my emotions, to shut them down. "Riddles don't cry." Those three words were the very structure of my life, the bane of my existence. It was second nature for that line to ring out in my head anytime I felt a pang of sadness. I feel it now, pounding against my skull, a constant reminder of who I am and who I have to be. I try to turn it off. I try to shut out any negative feelings, and doubts, any sadness. I try to turn it off. Sometimes, I think that I've shut out my feelings so much that soon, I won't be able to turn them back on. ⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️ I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER BOOK CONTAINS SOME LIGHT VIOLENCE THERE WILL BE A WARNING BEFORE ANY MATURE CONTENT

Hiii Everyone~!So This Is Just A Book Where I Write About My Theories On Vocaloid Songs(Obviously) I'm Open To Criticism,And When Evaluating The Song I Use The Pv If There Is One,And The Translation Of The Song.It Is Very Unlikely That'll I'll Ever Use Tranlyrics. Thank You!~ ^_^

Ten minutes... That's how long it took the universe to tear Haruka away from Makoto. After a tragic accident at the age of seventeen and ten minutes without proper CPR, Haruka now lives his life as a vegetable at Makoto's house. Haruka's swimming career, gone... Haruka's body control, gone... and his brain function, gone too... All that's left is Haruka's body, alive but not aware or able to do anything but drool and keep itself to a wake-and-sleep-cycle as Makoto takes care of his best friend 24/7. Of course, there's always miracles... and if someone has a friend like Makoto, who's taken proper care of Haruka for four years now without giving up, miracles are bound to happen. (Makoto's POV)