When you still despise or criticize love, it proves that you still believe deeply and are obsessed with it. The same is true for life, ideals and even the entire world. Rage is roaring tears, and tears are the biggest joke. There is no harm in the carnival with everyone, but it is accompanied by lightning dripping from my heart. In the end, everything will return to peace. A corpse riddled with holes lies in his own bitter water, drifting, smiling, fantasizing... The next life seems to be beautiful!
