Because no matter how far you ride, how many people you met, you'll always alone. In some ways, it'd be better, live in the whole fine life with your strange thoughts, weird dreams which are reflects some pictures in your head, and thats you being happy in a dumb of fakes, never ever been dare to make it real, never having a big confidence to show up that I can, having a belief that things gonna be okay. Just me, my strange thoughts, and unstoppable worries, those all burned my happiness and then I find myself alone with neverending chaos. #random
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