It's such a heartwarming thing to see that I have two firey, intense, honest roommates.
So much that I feel totally weak-minded and naive sometimes. This is one of these times. Where I remember the times when I would be the first one to impose a loud and straight shout, but only feel like crying now.
How I wish I could do something for them... I hope my spirit will gradually come back. Just make it soon! ;A; ~
