TO THE BLURRED ‘& BEAUTIFUL SOUL,
                   JIA.. 闇の光.

     Turns, 18: Time That Strange And
     Nameless Architect Of Longing,
     Seems To Loop And Linger In Your
     Presence, Hesitant To Touch A Spirit
     That Glows With Such An Eerie, Nostalgic
     Radiance.
                                        \
We,  Raise  A  Glass  To  Your  Enduring  Shadow  And  The  Most Buried  Echoes  Of  Your  Heart With  A  Toast  To  You..
                                             /
“Let The Vintage Of Forgotten Dreams Flow, May This Dawn Be But The Liminal Prologue To A Year Of Unparalleled Wonder, Felt In The Pulse Of The Stars And Seen In The Corridors Of A Dream, And May The Invisible Hands Of Fate Weave Only Threads Of Shimmering Haze Into The Velvet Tapestry Of Your Existence.”

        THE  STILLNESS  O’  THE  OBSIDIAN
                          NIGHT,  YELTSIN.
  

Pemuda Jepang darah Amerika berbicara Mandarin

merasa fineshyt ?

halo dek? abg cet ada yg marah gk dek? sberapa tampan abg sih dek klo boleh tw?