"Let's escape before sunset."
I want to have a dream, running at the end of the world, defying the strong howling wind, wanting the wind to pour into my internal organs, and wanting every inch of my bones to be filled with freedom and wildness, until my throat becomes hoarse, until I can no longer stand up, and then I sink into the deep sea of silence. It was a grand death for me.
I would like to dedicate this article to that conceited and pitiful person, to that youth who has lost his happiness. People with frustrated self-esteem, why can't your sorrow be seen?
Intention: freedom, independence, actively love yourself