To this day, I have been thinking and exploring deep in my heart and soul whether I am in love with him or am I infatuated with myself in the dark depths.
Just like a poppy, you know it is taboo, but you still indulge in its dazzling beauty when it blooms, and you forget yourself when you smoke it.
So my soul quietly fell into the abyss, becoming corrupt and decadent, but also growing arrogantly, crazy and willfully.
In this case, why bother thinking that from now on, you and I will know the warmth and warmth of the world.