It's time to go to sleep, but not only my eyes still opened. My mind is far. Too many smiling faces, looks and black corners. I don't know where I am.
Sometimes I wish I would never stayed alone, but suddenly I don't. All this black and white, too or nothing... Amo et odi, it's something that I have to fix... Why do I always have to use the first person? What a fuck I suppose to be?