Moody

After all those great incidents....

After the rainy day...

After breaking through the storm and wind...

I finally knew that everything cannot be solve...

Nothing is perfect...

The world is always unfair and full of stress...

Everything done will hurt someone that you care....

Hurt until don't know what should be done...

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Anyway, everything already became memory...

Part of my memory...

I will be fine...

^.^