Miss YAMA's Diaries

Miss YAMA's Diaries

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WARNING: MAY CONTAIN SENSITIVE TOPICS. A collection of jazz music and beat poetries, a Lana Del Ray themed cassette playing on the background and the fresh spring breeze hits me from the balcony. I went through my books as i skipped school today. It isn't that pleasant of a time but this is the last year of school anyway, i have some left over carrots from last night, a carrot cake would be pleasant. i check for messages from him but they didn't seem to appear yet and i watched some anime. I'm 17 now and there are so many things i still have to know, the lack of a man for almost all my life doesnt put any impact on my daily life since my father had never lived with me, and the one man i love but he lives in a different state, its been 2 years since i met him. He is an artist, he said he would get back after he makes it big with his animation company and art academy ...... hmm it does not really bother me honestly, just that in the end of the day .... my heart feels empty.
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Through thick and thin the Law shall prevail. A new sense of purpose awaits us, children of light, in the land where it all began. The darkness in which we once cowered in fear, now curbed by the might of our endless light. Come, brothers, come, sisters. Let there be peace among the wicked, just as the Law dictates. Peace and certainty is all that you have ever longed for, little angel. A bright, stable future. A roof without holes above thy head. Acknowledgement and recognition of thy existence, feverish dreams of grandeur. Greed born from yearning, treacherous vines of rapacity taint your innocent soul. You seek a future that does not exist. Let thy fingers hold the fragile line between dream and nightmare. Let thy light navigate the path. Shall thee give in and falter, O' land of old, envelop his body in thy unending flame of chaos. Spit out nothing but an empty husk, the remnants of a smile once so bright. Shall thee prevail, O', Great Kazdel, I ask of you, the impossible - take mercy on the innocent. Don't let the radiance dim and don't let the mind turn bleak. Wake, young traveler. Bid thy farewells and burn thy bridges. It's time to say goodbye, curly head. Cross post from AO3. For a shorter and more on-point description, look no further! I had something silly written up before throwing it out in exchange for that wall of text upstairs. It's a little story "about a young, dumb sankta who's been dealt a bad hand at life, looking for his place in all this mess. The pointless search for a better future leads him far, far away from home, to a country forever ravaged by war and misery - Kazdel, the promised land where devils roam free and peace feels out of place." Anyway, it's quite lengthy, but hopefully enjoyable? Slide a comment if you want, I'll give you a tiny kiss on the forehead. Man, do I love comments. (Lastly, to point out, English is not my native language, but I don't think it'll be much of an issue ;3)

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