I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.
|—||Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis (via ceedling)|
Ruki: While walking through my neighbourhood, there was a girl wearing a familiar raglan shirt before me. With MELT in my heart, I froze instinctively before that printed thing, and still full of gratitude, I'm singing in front of my computer and writing lyrics.
~*~the triforce of love~*~
this is how it happened right