Taciturn director × hypocritical actress
Where there are vines in the mud, I am willing to indulge in this false hope.
Maybe if you raise your head, you will only be swallowed into the polar night.
But the dawn has not come for a long time.
Fireworks are fleeting and people are noisy.
I am separated from the crowd, but I long to sleep in your arms.
"Then hold me tight."
Male C, female non-C, many interesting points, slow-burning articles are relatively bland
Intention: Towards a bright future.