There is no turning back time, only years can be turned back. It was a chaotic life, a tacit journey, and a dream from which I couldn't wake up. There are always some people waving their paintbrushes to paint the scenery that only they can see through in this vast, overcrowded world; there are others who are trying their best, dragging their scarred legs, to win a pure white trophy; there are also people who are talking endless words in places where there is no trace.
Purpose: Thank you to those idiots who have been crazy, making trouble, crying and laughing with you all these years.