You never know when the storm will come.
You never know when your heart will die.
You never know if there is somebody who still love you. or hate you.
You must love yourself, so you know how to love.
Nobody told me this when I'm little.
Trying hard not to think I'm the one abandoned, even if I'm. I will still try to love.
Try to be the last flame warming up someone.
I know nothing, just an idiot.

