Dream, Pursue of anything that makes me feel purely happy.

Memories, memories, and memories. 

Fill up with regular love, please. 

Let me fly. A hopeless hope. 

Why would it be all confusing? There is nothing I can judge. There is something I cannot control. That's why I live. That's why I love all. The world is not the world. Love is not the love I know. Life is not the life I expected to be. I am not getting into anything, but THE life.

No really fun, not really exciting.

All the same, same and same.

The Almighty of the Nature