well indeed, sometimes human beings are so terrific.
how many times in their miserable lives they repeat the word *love*?
how is that even possible to wake up in the same bed with different
persons and think, you most likely love them all in the same way?
in these terms, so-called humans love is nothing more than a
range of random changing with the hope of possible hitting one day.
or in common general - just self-assuring in being happy indoors.)
where everyone will actually do.

but if everyone will actually do for so-called family and Love.
human beings are being so void or/and rotten inside, that -
i am coming to hate this world even more at the times, yes.

there is something, that can be called 付き合うー
playing along, having fun, stopping when you fed up.
次次次次って感じ。was never fan of this method, tho.
wasting of time, imho.
and there is sex, without feelings mixed into this.
with leaving house in the sunrise and after coffee.

but human beings,
keep repeating the same words to different faces?
self-deception in its whole state, miserable and.
something that can be called shalow. very much.

i am not trying to say, people should love once.
because their nature would have never let them.
maybe, if i could i would love to reform this world once.

from the scratch.