Officially Abandoning this Blog! \:)

It looked like my junior high school life is over, so I'm trying to move on
Problems keep coming, and if you pay attention, you'd realize that I had erased plenty of my posts here
It was too risky to left it here /:)
Too much people I know found this blog, so I'm kinda not liking it?
Things weren't as nice--though it never had to begin with--but I must admit that my sufferings now kinda worth the last two years
I don't really think that I want to abandon this blog though, so even after I said that this blog has been officially abandoned, some of my stories would still be published here ^^
I'm not sharing my diary here anymore after this, and I might start the new blog soon
As closing, I'd like to write a poem
Believe me, ain't that nice, but it is at least the last piece of feeling I have that I post here ^^
I tried to pour so much of my feelings that I probably ended up ruining it, but a poem is a poem! Haha!

It was mine, but is mine no more 
Named Lavagult, blooming loosely double 
The one rare single dark red rose 
In the crème colored room, 
Between the same colored curtain 
golden thread on tip 
Window framed of best oak 
And there too I stood, admiring its never ending beauty 


 But he was there too 
The man, three inches taller, in his best black suit 
And he was beautiful, a matter of perfection 


 So I thought, it can't hurt 
Just once, though unknown 
To touch the exceptional, the tremendous faultless 

I waited, patiently, for the impossible dream 
And the illusory hope, a reaching hand, welcomed me 
Blinded me of the undeniable fact, that the beauty is mine indeed, but never me 
The itching smile creep onto my face, and a quality was indeed a quality 


 Just once was enough, I said at a time 
But I can never be satisfied, can I? 
Cause we, stupid creatures, seeks comfort, in every form, and I was and still is, an imperfect being
And so the man said, gently, "Give me the beauty, and I shall reward you with consolation" 


I fell for it then, the chivalrous deal tempted me 
I softened, weakened 
I forgot that he did not desire me 
And in seconds, mine and mine only, the red, was in some stranger's hand 
It was all too late to realize, that I am nothing without my exquisite one 
For I'm not the rose,  
And just less than nothing, the worthless thorn

 ~Vanz Phantomhive~

 Bye! ^^