"You know what I think?" she says. "That people's memories are maybe the fuel they burn to stay alive. Whether those memories have any actual importance or not, it doesn't matter as far as the maintenance of life is concerned. They're all just fuel. Advertising fillers in the newspaper, philosophy books, dirty pictures in a magazine, a bundle of ten-thousand-yen bills: when you feed 'em to the fire, they're all just paper. The fire isn't thinking, 'Oh, this is Kant,' or 'Oh, this is the Yomiuri evening edition,' or 'Nice tits,' while it burns. To the fire, they're nothing but scraps of paper. It's the exact same thing. Important memories, not-so-important memories, totally useless memories: there's no distinction - they're all just fuel."

After Dark - Haruki Murakami

True Identity?

It seems like everyone around me is in some kind of search for their true identity. I guess it's our age that makes it so natural yet crucial. Some people are fighting for something while others are trying their best to protect what they already have. Whatever the case may be, I think it is beautiful. It's a beautiful thing that we all are searching for something, because searching for one thing often brings us other things as well. But the reason why I'm writing this is because I feel like young people like us often lose who we've been as we try to discover our "true identity." The past is what makes us who we are today, and as we try to take another step as someone totally new (because we think that's who we really should be), we might forget who we used to be yesterday. Life is cumulative. Even if you start living your life as someone else tomorrow, it doesn't mean you can leave behind who you've been, who you really are.

Just wanted to say it :) I think you're doing a great job, tho!

The song that once belonged to you now belongs to him. Every vibrant moment we shared is now old and rusty. I no longer think about you when I open my eyes, and you rarely make an appearance in my dreams. I thought I'd never be able to let go of you. But here I am, smiling brighter than ever.

I guess it is true that nothing lasts forever.

You say that it scares you how I don't expect anything from you.

But what you don't realize is the fact that I am that afraid of getting hurt.