Life is already hell . Let it be heaven when I die.
Depression is a monster eating your soul away
A smell sometimes makes us remember an old memory , a scene or a place will take you back in the time of the good old days.
Forbidden things are poisonous but sweet. Hide it , the more bitter it will be . Unforgettable and addicting.
People come and go but it doesn't matter . The one that stays count .
I'll see you someday , in my next life.
If time will give me chance to return to the past , I will choose a day to say goodbye .
I'll kiss the heaven when I become a mountain.