Even I shout your name with all my soul . You couldn't hear me.

I talk about myself in a despicable way in front of others. They laugh at my jokes. But I pity myself.

As vigorously as you smash the mochi. Would you smash my head?

I wonder what do you think. But probably I better not know. Better not to know, better still to forget.

I'm too excited to sleep.

Everytime I open my mouth. Or I cling to you. I say your name. I feel I am being annoying. I am being a heavy weight you have to endure. Everytime I try to get close to those who I like an infinite regret come after every little action. Why is it that for? I am a burden to others.

Would I be brave? Would I erase myself?

Suddenly you make me cry.

I'm surrounded by ugliness. I will evade real world forever.

My ego is as big as Jupiter. I know. What a pitiful creature I am.

I was thinking that autumn is so beautiful. Maybe because everything dies. Maybe because I was born under the sun of autumn.

We looked back and we laugh. And you said that we have been depressed and fucked up for too long. We laughed at our sadness. It is our great virtue. But in the end your sad and disappointed look make me realize how pointless it is to behave like we do. Why you laugh when you want to cry?

I was never sure about if I was too pure or too evil. I don't know how my soul looks like.

"Since I met you This small town hasn't got room For my big feelings."

Björk, violenty happy.

Then, we laugh and we drink. And for a second everything makes sense.

My life is full of regret.

Sometimes I want to know other people but I don't want them to know me.