When wine enters the throat, there is a crack, as if singing in despair.

Wine reminds me of you, but you forget me.

Is it pure love or loneliness after drinking?

I sleep alone with loneliness and alcohol. If I can meet you again, don't flinch.

Pretend to be indifferent, use alcohol paralysis, and make yourself look numb.

I want to cry with tears in my eyes, I want to laugh, I just want to numb all my thoughts with alcohol.

When you left, you drew a sad face hole, but with a deep smile.

To live is to suffer. Can't wait to say it. Just drunk enough to die.

Accustomed to the sadness and vicissitudes mixed with alcohol.

★, ╰) ┣ Cold room, drinking wine alone.