Is it the burning? Although It's silent. Are you alive? Want my fire? Betrayals stare on the weak. The things they seek are colored blue. The blue looks like crying. Be lonely only during the week. To the sea, and your feet. The blur isn't…

I don't know what to do. It's too difficult. Easy come, easy go. And you said, "Time is few". Everything is sudden. Everything is slipping. About 30 dollar, about a happy hour. How long are we staying like this? "Am I nervous? What's my pu…