The upcoming birthday with my lover, nightmares that appear more and more frequently...
Warren van Desmaeus, you must admit that you have been affected.
And what you don't want to face will always be your reality.
------Separating line.
You (Warren van Desmeeus) x Him (Michael Trenstein?)
Copywriting:
"You need help, you need to talk out your fears. Come, take her hand, hold her, see? Her loving arms, she's there! Do you hear?! Her sweet voice! She's calling you... That voice as sweet as birth..."
... The fox that has been torn apart.
"Why won't you hug our mother?"
... A question from a lover.
"And on the day of birth, everything is always bittersweet..."
... The sigh you can still hear even until you die.
——Hate offers him our last love for each other, and when the rest plays, we will immediately go to hell.
Purpose: To use a rebellious stance to expose the cognition that this society forces on individuals - we define perfection and we impose it on generations, as stupid as a bitch who doesn't want to die.