It was my way of appear. In all that I promised to read to look like more intelligent in this dumb world. all the drunken laughs, my solitudes in this boil world. I'm so lost so lover I am Why in this world? This dark room.
I'm a kid. I wish I had been more pissed. But that's it. There is no time for regrets. Edith said. But who is with me now? Hands with whom, Joseph? I fear I run. No one will know what to say next.