but what kind of weather do i like?

i've no idea.

i find that i always have the worst mood in the best day...

well, it is really a paradox.

suddenly find that this is my normal mood, i have been like this for around 15 years.

aw,that's the funny thing, i am still alive.

the more cerulean the sky is, the less courage i have to look up.

the more perfect the story is, the more lonely and upset mood i am in.

nothing can be depend on, nobody can be turned to.

those words always exactly describe my status.

so much to say, but cann't find a word.