Maybe sometimes living itself is a sin. When you forcefully divide yourself for the sake of layout, when you do whatever it takes to create the utopia in your mind, when pain becomes the cornerstone of madness...
Ignorance, silence, betrayal, confusion, hypocrisy, sensibility and rationality are all sins. One conspiracy leads to another, but behind the high spirits there is always difficulty.
"The rain has stopped, but the light is not yet there."
Will anyone appreciate the sinner's performance...
