It's alright. I'm fine with it now... even if I have to go back to being paralyzed wherever I'm going, a boy I met made a promise to me. If we could meet again somehow, in the next life, he'd marry me and he'd take care of my mom, who's always working hard... if I had just that, just I'd be happy. Moving around is great, it really is, but I can be happy with a life where I can't move, as long as my life itself keeps moving, y'know?

I just want to meet people, make friends, fall in love, do the things other girls get to do!