a missed sun was rising in the back side of the hills, the atmosphere was so cold and calm at the time when wind blew and embezzled my vulnerable bone.

but it is not as cold as my heart after i decided to go along with this feeling, to take all the consequences and the pain.

jealousy, madness and sadness, all that I've got and i will.





My Love pot, do you know why the plant still grows up well whereas the pot has been poisoned?