One day he will be killed by himself.
No matter where you go, you should remember that the past is false and memories are an endless road. - "One Hundred Years of Solitude"
I really don't know how to write copy.
All in all, it is the product of something that I have always wanted to express but dare not say. I am afraid of other people's words, and finally make judgments about others.
Let me commemorate my more than ten years of being mediocre and drifting with the crowd.
Intention: Year 29