The autumn wind is desolate, and the sky is gray as if it has been cried.
No matter which hemisphere the sun is in, there is a place where the sun never shines.
No matter how dark the night is, there is always a bright light somewhere.
No matter how great love is, there is only dirty humanity in that place.
Someone came to congratulate me and said, "That bitch is dead, congratulations to your brother."
I laughed at myself, it's been three years, I've let a bitch raise you for three years. What a man I am!
There is no ruthlessness here, only desire.
Oh, just let humanity be exposed to the air. Although it has long been covered with the smell of copper, it still makes people crazy.