about a well-known secret

So, still in the same week, huh.
I've got a super nice fried-day, fortunately.

Okay. Tell me how to tell you.

Actually, it was a very big fat secret for a long time.
Yeah, you know.
A story to be wasted.
A story of a dying sleeping beauty.

I am dreaming.
So, that boy called my name. And smiled. Seems like I have to walked a thousands miles just to see him did that.
Oh I'm sure I was dead that time. He started to laughed.

I know it was so funny when I caught myself write these cricks.
He called my name.
Sooo unbelievable, I know.
Oh, can you imagine that?

Can't you?

Dying? Me?

No, I'm still alive.
Do you think I have to fall myself down to the valley?

Oh, did he call another person?


He really did that.
That's my name.
Just mine.

Goddd... It has been a looooong, long time since I heard his voices for the last time.

Oh I know, i know.
Still 7 a.m., huh?
Don't wake me up, Mom.

... Or prepare to die.

uh, oh, hell-o thereee!!!

... three, two, one, YEAH,

dum, ta-da-di-da-di-dum, ta-da-di-da-di-dum,

everybody's gonna love todayyy, gonna love todayyy,

gonna love todayyy!!!

are you gonna love today?

oh, are you hungry?

let's eat.

... and mr. Stomach's gonna love you.

heyyy! love him backkk! love him back!!!

so, you're gonna love today.
you're tricked. ;)