Matthew Duy Nguyen. Living was our punishment. For one person to attain happiness, another must equally be cursed with despair. Ever-Present Feeling<> World of Scattering Flowers<> Rain of Ice<> Requiem for the Blind Alchemist<> Traumerei<> Believe me<> Overflowing Love

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I never really hated highschool. The time before period 1, during recess and lunch and even the small amount of time after school ended. I enjoyed all those times. I never realised. Never realised how much they meant to me. How much I cared for that. That I cared and loved and cherished them all. Cherished, no cherishing my friends. The friends which I try not to let go. To let go is to give up. Giving up is not an option for me. The option for me is to hang onto those threads. The threads of friendship, of love and even of hate.

I miss those times. In university, i want actual friends. But my body and my mind tells me otherwise. Leave me alone. I thrive in isolation. This isolation stabs me with love. Let this wound remain for eternity.

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