A Distant Rose The girl with the blonde hair The girl who banished loneliness The girl who defends the world The girl who never loses hope The girl who made me human Rose I'll never forget you

Wake Don't be scared to speak Don't speak with someone's tooth Don't bargain when you're weak Don't take that sharp abuse Don't ever let anyone tell you you deserve that - Wake, The Antlers

The Loser "You never win, but you're not a loser!" he always told me. I was laying on the bed, eyes red and aching from crying, not from sadness, but from frustration. "I mean, I think that you are better than him no matter what, you are just that awesome Mello!" he said. I didn't believe him, as it was obvious that he was just trying to cheer me up. He always tried, and he told me once that he could feel it when I felt sad, when I felt like I would never be able to do anything with my #life. The times when it got really bad he even held me, even though he knew that he would get hurt for getting close to me. That's how worthless I am. Not even able to show how much I care about him, how will I ever be able to make my greatest wish come true? But still, he always told me that I wasn't a loser, that he would believe in me no matter what. And that cost him his #life.

Insomnia White. All white. That's the only thing I see when I fall asleep. And it scares me, this white, this void. It is nothingness, and at the same time it is so many things. It could be the time when we ran through the snow together, leaving all the other kids behind. Or it could be the color of the sheets that we laid upon as we warmed each other one christmas night. But that was long ago. And I don't know anymore. This whiteness, this void, it might as well be the blinding sun that fateful day. Or your face when you were lying there on the asphalt, beautiful even in death. Those are the things I see when I fall asleep. So I don't, not anymore. It hurts too much.