Since I'm barely coherent right now (but I saw you updated your journal and had to check it out before sleeping) I just want to tell you one thing for now.
I love how you use scents and colors in your fanfictions. (Or whenever you write period really.) It's so very different and refreshing.
(And it makes me wonder if you might be somewhat synesthetic.) You seem to easily see colors and scents and tastes in very interesting way.
The phrase "blackberry nights" keeps repeating in my head and I wonder what kind of dreams I might have tonight. Maybe ones filled with green tea and blackberries and copper and silver strings. (And in half-there dead-tired epiphany I just realized the correlation between your icon and this fanfiction.)

This went deep. And more and more, I get into these two. It's the way you write them, especially Sugizo, and even though I admire him and respect him, I don't know him that good. But I want to know him better. So much better. Your old story helped me, and this did the same. It helps, your words help me to know him and them better and I wanna thank you for this.

I'll read it again, in a few days when I'll have more time, silence and ... yeah, tea for this time. To enjoy them, and to ask myself a few questions.

Please, write more. They're made for you. One can see that clearly.

Do you think it hurts, coming back to old & familiar places and feeling my cells recognizing them because the scent and memories are engraved a little too deep?

It does.

Words couldn't explain how much I love these lines.

I stopped drinking that much because I was scared I would give in.

yeah...

Protože vím, že si to ještě zítra přečtu.. a pak někdy v budoucnu opět. Budu mít chuť a budu chtít.


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