Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Outside glancing through the window, the daily routine is still manifested. I'm going to miss the day I say it's a shameful day somewhere. Ancient emotions, I guess. I wonder if it's a day when the physical time isn't very few hours, but if I take it from someone else, it's not enough to take it.

I see, you just have to turn your minutes around. I'm not just one comma, I'm only one of those under investigation. I learned to overestimate myself. I pay tribute to philosophers who consider such a philosophy day and night.

More, ahead. Pushed by the wind, it was a dream to see what would happen to today's last. It's an exorbitant level.