i am as plain as always. not that i actually a man-made robot but i do think that in certain circumstances, by potraying emotions things get worse than they already are. so, let me be honest, i don’t think anyone can survive if they were to be at stake like i do now, only that; i don’t care.
thanks to those who shades those spectrum on my falling snowflakes and gave it its sparkle. it will always stay that way for a long period of sempiternity. i will make sure it does.
and maybe the next time, you can come and run along with me. and make others happy.