I trust I loved someone, and I was loved by someone.
Why do I love you? Because you are beautiful, and you are nice to me.
So nice to me.
My form of asking love is terrible, that a despicalbe attitude to beg your love, your emotion and your eye connect.
It's in a sudden, on a nice spring afternoon, on the cutted grassland watch the playful sun rays through the leaves mindlessly, that we become savage. - <Kinkakuji>
The main character in a great work is always very deep in though. Even sometimes they behave like nothing matter, life is beautiful.
The thing makes mother ugly...........is hope. This kind of hope is steady【……】
Mihara: I am the son of Aphrodite! I am beauty itself!