Emotions are a war: confrontations between you and me, captures waiting for opportunities, and pursuits year after year.
Those who can't get it are always in commotion, and those who are favored are confident.
The freeze-frame in memory is a black and white photo that cannot be erased, blurry and stubborn.
People, once you decide, even though you know it is an abyss, why would you rather fall into it than look back?
Love and warmth are always accompanied by the smell of death approaching step by step; wrong starts bring about unimaginable sinister plots and emotional whirlpools; unpredictable dangers are just around the corner at the next stop.
Love, hate, life and death are just a matter of thoughts.