silenzio
dopo tutto il chaos
and so on and so forth until ultimately everyone lets everything be forgotten
"I have done that", says my memory. "I cannot have done that" — says my pride, and remains adamant. At last — memory yields
-----Nietzsche, Friedrich 尼采
Pain doesn't listen to reason, it has it's own reason, which is not reasonable.
有时候觉得时间真的是很脆弱的东西
应该是很遥远的回忆和很遥远的音乐
一瞬间回到身边好似从未离开
然而昨天才说过的只言片语
现在却奈何都想不起来
他打电话问我
还记得那天下雨我们一路跑着
你拎着你的高跟鞋
M在前面大叫
小镇的路上没有一个人
我怎么会忘记
拥挤的人群 陌生的语言
还有拉手风琴的上南罗得区的老人
我一直觉得自己可以很冷血
可以表现出来的冷血
很多人冷血 但是不会表现出来
我内心即便心如绞痛 我即使转过身泪流满面
我仍然可以在你面前无情无义 冷酷地离开
生来如此
I was just born to be cruel like this
*last two shot by Fairy, all the others are from internet
新背景音乐： 因为你没说 by A-mei
崇尚自由 天蝎座女子 
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