22/366 : 42

I think my heart broken into pieces. Scrolled down my pages. The news gave me more and more bad news than gave me a good one. I realise know, why there were a fiction superhero. It surely because there was an anger cannot spit of from the heart, tears cannot run from the eyes and scream without voice, from ordinary person. Who needs help…and no one come, except a fiction superhero.

I wish I have a superpower. Delusion.

Those who are dead are not dead
They’re just living in my head

42 | Coldplay –

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