Dear ,
I'm ready to run. The world produces humans which vie for survival, and in the time which we live in now, survival has changed her delicate face(following the modern curve). It's you against me, friend v. friend, and isn't that sick? We feign congratulatory applause to spare our own feelings, when deep down you and I both know that pride cannot exist without embarrassment. So strive to find those who're genuinely kind, because you, my precocious protege have much to discover in this cruel world. I've found kindness and in the name of survival, I run and you must catch up.

Barehearth/1X/
New Yorker/ Hopeless

My Haruhi