People are only what they think of themselves.

Please leave me something...even one memory would be enough.

Sometimes isn’t it better to have some time and space to ourselves? We will have new perception of things.

That moment I felt a bit like crying. I don't really know why. Nana's hand felt so warm that it even warmed my heart.

I feel the same way about all my friends. To me, the exact relationship between me and someone else doesn't matter much. But people want to label everything... So I guess I seem indifferent in that way.

People are only what they think of themselves.

I wasn't really able to love someone but I couldn't help but want to be loved.