A dark room, a sharp knife, and myself in the air. I still don't know what all this symbolizes. Is there any hope for me who is called a "scumbag" by the people around me? I don't have any pursuits. Now I just want to live as I want. This is a journey that started with my death and her. I have never lost anything, and I don't know what I can find. From the beginning when the chain was cut off, she has been there...
Intention: self-fantasy