soniku-ran

And all that I wanted were things I had before. And all that I needed I never needed more. And all of my questions were answers to my sins. And all of my endings are waiting to begin. It began on a lonely November evening: I was the most unwanted doll around, He was the treasure, my beloved inventor. He was my genius, My  creator, my savior genius, My inventor. We used to work so well together, Back then. We wanted to show together, around the world, We wanted it all. But one evening,  one stormy  evening, We decided to show  too much. Together we saw so many people along the way. It was crazy, so crazy. From