Outward monologue
Everything.
I feel the smug smell of the summer.
Perhaps 633 days of beautiful and complex relationships
As in my heart
I started this new adventure with vision and confusion.
A little depression and a little self-regulation that does not affect the order of the moment.
Today is my intimate day.
Everything seems just fine.
I feel like I'm a different person during this time.
In this familiar state of my habit
That is, one year, eight months and 26 days.
It's perfect for an outward monologue.
The first time I was in love, I was surprised and excited.
There is no doubt that we are still connected to each other.
A adventure called love.
I'm used to accepting peace.
Like umbilical cords.
I'm getting picky about our relationship...
Invisibility separates us from the others.
It's hard to see the blood from the stab wounds.
The time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time.
We just don't even know when it'll break...
It's a question of how much money is going to be spent on the project.
Let's have a warm, strong straw on this lonely edge.
The conversation was accompanied by offensive stings.
We chose to use our mouths to control it.
But this straw has been tightening.
My control over myself is getting worse.
Negative contact in a moment was finally smoothed.
Like our greed
It's been tight.
Intentionally shielded
It's the most primitive need that can't contain the body.
And the kind of obsession with sex.
A needle and a thread traveled between us.
I want to get more and more
Perhaps the straw is already overburdened.
Repeated pain.
But after a brief and intense turn of events, silence and awkward strangers will be more loyal to us.
It's not like it's a big deal.
I'm sorry.
But it's also one of the most convenient and difficult ways we can solve problems.
It's a habit to leave excitement and vision for the next time.
A familiar stranger may be a better reminder of what's inside.
Get used to more peaceful talking to you.
It's like a wound in the heart of words.
It's sad and happy...
The curtains in front of us prevented us from looking at each other.
I'm used to diluting the sudden attachment to you.
The idea is to send it to each other.
So I don't have to get up and down.
We've met each other's feelings in an unknown tension.
Let us be more familiar with each other.
Behavior Show: The Outward Monologue
Time: August 4th, Valentine's Day, 7:00 to 9:00 p.m.
Location: Café 510 (Building 1 East of the Visiting Flower Road)
performer: Yuichikawa, all paid
Number of visitors: only 10
Cost: Free
Registration: additional captain
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