It's over.
In April.
I'm done.
I'm so tired of my life.
So next life,I wish I was more clever.
They said to me is always about real things.
I need fantasy.
I'm just chasing butterfly.
The future is coming.
The way is going to be more narrow.
My gates are closing.
So. just give up my dreams.
Or suffuring and struggle with my old dreams.