بیو تنهایی |بیو تنهایی تلگرام و اینستاگرام

In your eyes, there was warm and pleasant coffee until the coffee became cold, your eyes became cruel...

𝒮𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝐼 𝒽𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓂𝓎𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻

At least I'm not alone this year, there are a lot of bitter memories that I can review. (;
What is 'everything'...silent, cold, meaningless.
Maybe one day I will be loved, but not the way I want,
and not by the person I want.🚶🏻