Sitting in half a night, coffee, early seep, if you are cold, your heart is, you have a cry.
Inequently, my eyes, the cold night, I don't feel cold, but I am lying in the mud beach.
The night is cold and cold, and the cold is scattered, but thousands of kinds are rapidly flooding in the brain.
Have a tearful eye to intimacy, but the sand blows into the eye makes me extremely difficult
Helpless hopeless helplessness, I want to give up homemade self in daily grievances, the meaning of the meaning, the meaning of the emotional road, I have passed by you, I am alive in yesterday but if I die
I am infatuated like a circus like a clown eye, I hope you want to get your best.
I miss you, but I'm thinking that you are thinking of you, but it is hints that the ending is very blurred.
