Death and Life

It is strange, the utter incompatibility of death with life. Whilst there is death, life is not to be found. It is all death, one overwhelming flood. And then a new tide rises, and it is all life, a fountain of silvery blissfulness. Life and death are totally incompatible. When you die, life ceases to exist, it is all death, like an unstoppable flood. Then, a new wave surges up, full of life, a source of silvery bliss. ——"Birds Cry" Lawrence Two-way crush White Rabbit Girl Type Pink Cut Black Attack x Boyfriend Sexy Sexy Rich Second Generation Sex To put it simply, this is a love story about forgiveness and hope derived from being trapped in an elevator for twenty minutes. Most importantly, this is life. This article contains neither cheating, abortion, forced beeping, amnesia, aliens, gods, monsters, high school students saving the world, Japanese comic routines = = I would like to write this article as a commemoration of my third year in high school and as a birthday gift for myself who is about to become an adult. This article is slow, but I will be very happy if you continue reading~ Please click here for new articles: "Eating Meat Every Day" "Who's Not a God?" If you like it, please click [Favorite this article] and [Favorite this author], thank you for your support~ Intention: