Gosh..

shall we go out ?
he picks me up and we ride a bike.uhm..he rides.
actually we don't know where we will going yet. So when a friend said about tracking the wild grass, i think our destination go there..
the skies are too clear, but sure i can smell some fresh grass.
oh i feel so mellow..
oh we got companies (:
it's J and F..
and this is the main story..
it's november 8, 2008..
he is a house built by love
see that little house under the tree? it doesn't mean anything from the outside
but it resting place to me..
mm.. i mean a grave
woo hoo calm down (:
ok, ever i told you that i'm a lil bit um..should i say afraid of fallen ?
yeah afraid of some love-thing
i wonder why his face is something ?
yes, the thing should i say love
i think our journey ends here lets have a new one someday..
let's go back to house..