有時(shí)候，望塵莫及的墮落感很難受，在心的深處的混沌，如藥劑一樣從中蔓延開來，在還沒見到結(jié)局之前，就感到了懊悔，重重的，但又無能為力，然而，我卻享受了它，我又享受了它，我在深夜中，對(duì)著虛空，掏心掏肺，這是場(chǎng)華麗又歡愉的舞，但也悲淒又難堪，最終散場(chǎng)之時(shí)，電梯上頭密密麻麻的樓層，而我該去哪裡呢？說到底，我要的是什麼？什麼也沒發(fā)生的今晚，無中生有的悲傷，究竟意義何在？
I've got many disappointments so far. Where's our destiny? Is it the beginning of the story, or just a filter that put my world blue and blue again in the future.
So what about you? I don't what should I do. Maybe I'm sick, going to a cliff. I don't really wanna think this way, but it is the end of the story, right?
