a few things:

• Let myself go in that comment. Maybe I'm going to regret telling you all those stuff, but I'd rather speak out and let you hate me rather than keep all those inside and leave them to rot away with the rest of my worries for you. One thing remains though, I still love you and I'd hate to lose you, the real you. Because I'm afraid that you'll turn into a completely different person one day, a person that I don't know, a person that became a stranger. A person burdened with all of life's problems and a person who also lost herself. And I'd rather lose a big percentage of my other friends than lose one friend that means a lot to me. Please take care of yourself.
• Sigh. Happy and smiling faces but ruin in their eyes.
• This is almost enough to make me break down in a defeated heap and sob for endless hours. Why can't I ever do anything to help other people? Especially to people I treasure and hold dear.

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• Onew, my ray of sunshine, where art thou?
• Even just the smallest things remind me of Taemin. Milk/banana reminds me of his love for banana milk. Noodles remind me of his ramen hair from before. Seeing unskillful artwork reminds me of his inability to draw anything decipherable. Seeing any kind of flower reminds me that I'm his sunflower, one who will only look at him. And this might seem a bit off, but these little things that remind me of him remind me that life is still worth living. He makes life worth living.
• All I want is you everyday, no one else, nothing else, just you.
• You really have no clue how you beautiful you are, do you?
• I want to fall in love like they do in animes. Or korean dramas. Or those annoyingly cheesy fanfiction. I'll let you in on a secret. I always complain about how stupid teenage love is, but there are times that I wish I could experience it too. Just not the usual dates and making out and other public displays of affection. I just want a person who can sit through my ramblings and can take my um, interesting-in-an-uninteresting-way personality and still find me endearing. Someone who actually takes life as seriously as I do, someone who lives for the present but still dwells in the past and looks forward to the future. To make it short, I don't want someone who thinks like me, but someone who can tell me things I never deemed possible, and thoughts that I'd like to muse over again and again. There must be somebody like that out there, somewhere. Hello, I'm right here.

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• Does anybody still care, or are they all caught up in their own problems as well?
• I don’t necessarily crave for attention, since there are times I would be perfectly content just fading into the background, although it would be nice to be recognized once in awhile.
• I have zero patience for children, especially toddlers. And I think they can sense it too. I kind of give off the aura to little kids, “I don’t like you. Go away.” It benefits both the kid and me. He/she wants attention I can’t give.
• I am different in the sense that everyone thinks they’re different while I think I’m pretty much the same.

Penelope J. Stokes, The Amber Photograph