it is night again. myself only again.
i want to trust life. i want to believe in something.
something you appreciate, something sincere, something honest, something reliable, something trustworth, something beautiful, something understanding, something -- you would wish you can have it again if you have the second life.
too many sad stories, too many seperates, too many upsets, too many betrays, too much greed, too much devils --
a messy world, upset human beings. only hope mine is not going to be one.
my face buring, my eyes buring.
i want a true but nice, beautiful life.
follow the real dignity.
never compromise.