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@Pipi-chan: HOW on earth... can pancakes end up on the CEILING?! o.O

Hehe, she tossed them just a BIT too high...and it stuck...my friend isn't much better...she told us that if she tried to cook the pasta (we were having a sleepover and cooking our own food) it would probably evaporate or something..

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Hehe, she tossed them just a BIT too high...and it stuck...my friend isn't much better...she told us that if she tried to cook the pasta (we were having a sleepover and cooking our own food) it would probably evaporate or something..

I thought pancakes and pasta are one of the easiest dishes to make? o.O ohmy...

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Sometimes it feels like I'll be dead before I do anything in particular.

Sometimes it seems that I'm still just a little girl.. caught up in an endless storm..

Sometimes it's as if I'll never leave this place..

sometimes it's as though I'll never see the future me..

Sometimes I wonder where I'm going...

Do I really want to do this?

Do I really care?

Does it even matter anymore?

Sometimes it's like being a ghost... existing but really not with the living...

Sometimes it's like I'm right next to you, but no matter how hard I try, you'll never see me. I've begun to realize that my story isn't rewritable.

There's no way to edit the past.

And just to continue the story, I write endless pages of empty nonsense.

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Sometimes it feels like I'll be dead before I do anything in particular.

Sometimes it seems that I'm still just a little girl.. caught up in an endless storm..

Sometimes it's as if I'll never leave this place..

sometimes it's as though I'll never see the future me..

Sometimes I wonder where I'm going...

Do I really want to do this?

Do I really care?

Does it even matter anymore?

Sometimes it's like being a ghost... existing but really not with the living...

Sometimes it's like I'm right next to you, but no matter how hard I try, you'll never see me. I've begun to realize that my story isn't rewritable.

There's no way to edit the past.

And just to continue the story, I write endless pages of empty nonsense.

But those endless pages of empty nonsense have meanings themselves.

It's just that they are difficult to understand.

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