#dorofune

[hirudora-remade]

dorofune replied to your post:uh... onimura, ruki, tenten, and... uh... KAI

it’s ok one persons trash is anothers treasure… casually digs tenten out of the garbage

goodbye tenten

[hirudora-remade]

uh... onimura, ruki, tenten, and... uh... KAI

marry: onimura 

kiss: ruki  B) 

cuddle: kai 

push away: tenten . .. ...

sry tenten 

[hirudora-remade]

dorofune replied to your post: I love you too [wiggles eyebr...

did you ruin your shoes though D:

i dunno tbh 

they were drying last time i saw them 

[glitter-goblins]

ドロ船；

We're keep going on every day. What you call "many dreams" aim at the climax. When this world bursts out in tears, rain falls down.  Streaming in rivers and in the sea, it seems like we got lost, no?

A human's life is short - until it burns out - do it, no matter how. It looks like burning... until it turns to ash, always until it turns to ash.

Ah, right now we leave for the journey of our life. I think we're still on the way, aren't we? Someday we grope along to the end I believe in the miracle of being born in this world. So... no matter how it will be, it's fine. Until it turns to ash...

We survive, we're living through, we survive...

You guys got it... that this ship you got on is fucking made of iron. Somehow... You're too envious. After all we're on a mud ship... We should think about  making it not sink... not sink... not sink...

We should get together everything we can, so that it's full when the time has come. Hurry up, let's go... So that our mud-ship won't sink.

Ahh... It's a sad world, that decides the value of something just by the outward appearance. Not everything that's dirty is worthless, right? There are also things that are as dirty inside as they're beautiful outside. Things that are as beautiful inside as they're dirty outside are strong. Our mud-ship won't sink, it won't sink...

Though you always seem like bluffing, you're not alone because we, who feel more lonely than others, are here.

Everyday we're nothing but stumbling, because the words we say later on feel painful, no? In the middle of the night, all alone we look at the night sky without any star counting all the dreams thrown away. Before they burn out and turn to ash, our lives keep burning all the time So that our mud-ship won't sink Let's just go and collect the numerous dreams thrown away