Category : Diary/Journal

Sub Category : N/A

Drip drop, the rain poured, tapping on the window, again and again, I close my eyes and let myself drift away. (March 25, 2000) we are having a picnic. (September 25th 2005) it's my 15teenth birthday today, we celebrate at the arcade none of my friends came though, at least mom and dad were there, I still could have fun with them. (November 12th 2010) Dad passed away yesterday, Me and Mom miss Him. (September 25th 2019) Moms Gone, "I Loved The Time I Had With You" I Whisper To Myself