violence and death. instincts and desires.

If you are close to such bare emotions, you can touch the essence of human beings.

something for that

something

I thought I would find the meaning of life.

I want to ask

Do you really think there's some kind of value in the act of living?

Honesty is a weapon.

It can hurt, but it cannot protect or save.

People fear death and are attracted to it at the same time.

in town. in literature.

Death is repeated and consumed.

A one-time "death" that cannot be converted into anything is what I want.

It's not like I'm sad.

I knew it from the beginning.

Anything you don't want to lose will be lost.

Anything worth seeking is promised to be lost the moment it is obtained.

There is nothing to pursue until it stretches out a painful life.

Have no pity on yourself.

Pity yourself, that's what I want.

There is nothing to pursue until it stretches out a painful life.

Have no pity on yourself.

Life is an endless nightmare if you pity yourself.

We only have the right to hesitate.

Like Stray Dogs going down the drain.