Every encounter is a practice
Every encounter is a practice
I had a dream of an old house, coffee, pizza floating, humanities, and white gauze. The dream had everything but the real thing...
# has been popular in Taiwan in recent years. It is really difficult to set the trend because # has too many imported products and # is Korean...
There is a hole in this city. I cry. There is a hole in your brain. You hide and remember. The hole is broken and can never be repaired.
The passing dream of a pure love story is so beautiful, simple and simple, and ends with a simple and simple story of opening the door...
what time is it there? But you still remember the traces of my existence... # 105# you who hid in bed...
In the cold season, the velvet-like snow falling on the ground is as quiet as a fairy tale. The light yellow and rose tones are highlighted by the refreshing vanilla...
No matter how busy I am, I will always have time to miss you. My time in a day will always be at least six hours longer than yours. You know I don’t like to sleep, I’m afraid...
Fishing for a pond of melancholy and putting on the bait called self-righteousness, I am just a stupid man who smokes his eyes until tears flow when he smokes...
