no mood for assignment.
currently listening to: Hamamuke [w-inds.]

i actually typed a whole essay of words for this post.
then i realised my message was simple.

please do not ever ever criticise w-inds. in front of me.

it's hard when you see their enthusiasm fading out yet there's nothing you can do to help.

it's torturing when you realise that you can't do a single thing for them when they've done so much for you.

it's worse when you can't even perform the simple task of defending them.

it's the years spent with them.

and if you can't understand that, please just shut up and buzz off.

i'm sick of being speechless and acting okay.

記憶は明日のために強さになるものだよ。きっと。