If I have to define the world, I would say that it is a set of self-denials, utopias, aberrations, and madness.
People like to live in their bubbles and stick to their principles and beliefs. A person without principle, religion, or illusion, is a fictitious person living in a non-existent and perfidious world. A world without these elements is a world empty of meaning.
We all have desires, weaknesses, strengths, and above all, principles.
Being unable to live properly, death hardly scared me. Perhaps this is what we call a meaningless life.
Finally, it's not like I'm the only one living a white and colorless life.
I look at the woman with an esoteric appearance, smiling viciously and with fun.
Her electrifying eyes, pink cheeks, and erratic pants gave the impression of being in full ecstasy.
But well, I don't think she's currently different from a person in full sexual elation.
