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Oh, sweet darling.
Today reminded me Yin and Yang, the strange balance between the best and worst.
It also reminds me the Koy fish, in avatar, the moon and the sea ghosts, in their flesh form.
Do you remember -if you saw- the name of the moon girlfriend? her name is Yue, the meaning is month or moon, and admiral Jiao, the name means dates (the palm tree brown fruits), I know it because my friend name is Jiao in Chinese, and we learned a lot.

So today, Maya got back, finally.
I thought she went for a month, the days were so slow without her.
She only left for 12 days.
I told her everything.
She want that will go to the police, another one in my team.
G doesn't want to.
I know why.
Today, at the morning, I saw that she and Yali (lets call her wbf, worst best friend) walking and talking on the way to school.
Make sense dear, make sense.

So after it, at sport, Gal seemed like she's dead from inside.
I started crying, it's hard to see her this way.
I guess I was so based on our friendship, that when she went away, all the things I built on, broke down.
Simply, ask every house designer.

So, then we had our math test, I finished it so quick, the first one.
After 20 minutes it's done.
The rest done it like, forever.
They saw me with wide open eyes "HOW?".

It was nice.
Spend the last two hours with drawing, can I get more?
Then I got home.
My mom, my sister, my brother, and I went to the mall, we bought the pants we need to the elementary city graduation.
White trousers (I hate -and in the same time love- this word!) from the knee and lower.
And I wore a dress today.
Yes.
White dress.
I like dresses.
They're just so simple.
And you turn it to everything you want.

Now I'm searching for how to make a dress from men button shirt.
I have denim one, and I would like to know how.

So I'm just easy today.
No feet on the hard sharp ground.
Well, it mean only one thing, landing won't be so nice.

It's annoy me.
Everyone acting like nothing happened.
Like she's not the devil.
Like her soul aren't black.
I know I'm fading to the dark side, but she kicked out of there! she was too evil!

I wish I had British or Australian accent.
It's just so adorable.

If I could to be with you, one day.
I'll cry.
Not because any possible reason.
Because your sympathy.
You are probably the cause I'm living for.
To show you that it's possible to survive.
And now, I don't find any reason to stop living.
I can become a new class of bitch!

Like, I have dream body (I guess tan curly and skinny are enough).
I have a smile even when everyone can see I'm buried alive.
I'm friendly.
I meet people, use my confidence to make a beggining and bam, they start to like me, as a friend or more, but they won't hate me when I'll use my charming skills!
I get whatever I want.
I'm spoiled.
I have a dream life.
It's intresting to make them  a nightmare.
It's funny to see them thinking they won, and then, they fall and lose.
Even trigerring to fool them to do it again.
Like a game.

Cruel, I know.
But when you can have the power, won't you release it?
All I know that if someone will give me power, I will think about becoming the queen of hell.

I want to have wings, white ones like in Ed Sheeran video of Give Me Love.
And pretty eyes, not blue, but rainbow, you see every shade in them.
Spectrum eyes.

Well, I'm about to go to sleep.
Hopefully to have the best dream.
I want insparation.
I want everything.
I want to have a life, in a dream.
Better.

And I'll fade into the night.
Sleeping.
Goodnight.


Berries, survivors,
I hope you'll make it.