⠀⠀⠀Every human being essential have shut his eyes to the darkness within himself as if the world were black with him. As the sun still shines, it's covered in dark clouds. Like every failure that draws you to the night. Wounded in solitude and smiling in falsehood intermission for the expiration and the light of the semidarkness sun. Maybe hell and a thick fragment of fire are more appropriate at least there isn't dark and quiet even if it's equally painful.

Every night trying to drown in the drungs, smoking a cigarette and one or two glasses of alcohol was not enough for him. He would need at least two bottles of achohol and a little wine to accompany this cold, dark night, even nowadays, no moon and stars would light up, as dark and silent as if the moonlight had been consumed by a dark cloud. Until the dark cloud was knocked out he would not stop to smoke his cigarette with smoke rising above his head and. Occasionally gulped down the achocol that was available in front of him no matter how many glasses he had drunk.

Playing the bass drum in the corner of the cubicle precise loudly with a regular tempo playing the favorites from the legendary '80s bands. Even with red eyes, he was still handsome and charming when he played an instrument plus his voice, adding to his charm. If you perceive him, you'll probably get blown away by his handsome face, Juste Audreen.
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