the wing

do you know about ‘stuffed genius’?
i am delightful. ln this time, i am delightful until love. when my flesh body being flaggy, my mind is clear like the silver coin. when nicotine soaking my ached stomachs, my brain always goes to preparing the blank paper. i set the wit and paradox like the baduk stones on there. it’s a damn ilness of common sense. also i construct the living with woman. it glance the ultimate of intellegence that become a awkward about even a love techniques, literally it’s a sort of mind’s atom. it means i construct the living that receiveing just half of this woman – it’s half of anything. in kind of that living style, we place on just one feet in there and laughing each other to face to face like the twin sun. i probably can’t withstand that the all things of the life beacuse it’s monotonous, so i quit it. good bye.