Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Patience and diffusion. Dreams and ambitions. Thoughts and statements. Pain and growth. Workout and euthanasia. Black and white. Sweat and pain. To this world, which continues from nowhere, practise the act on the dark clouds, pioneering in the rarity of a suddenly rainy existence of self, rowing out into a desolate sea plain. What will you pursue in this gloomy life without salvation and fall into the depression of falling?

Happy as I had dreamed, I stopped my abs exercise and looked up at the hollow void. All you can see is white Asian ceilings and brilliant and glowing lighting. How long has it been there and how long has it been here? I try to sigh with a rough breath for stomach pain. This one has a low density of people. There are no users of left or right instruments either. There was a laugh in the corner. Young women are talking in. I took my feet off the appliance and stood on the floor.