Pain is what i heard from the lyrics. It grows deeper as time past. Messing up my life is as easy as a single click. If the dark gloomy sky symbol a heart, the droplet of a single rain resemble the pain within. Once a girl tell me, love makes her stupid. Maybe i'm stupid enough to love her so much that the pain will stay there whenever i go. Fading off is just the matter of time yet the memories will never disappear. Love? Think about it. I don't need girls.


and i know, Prada love me. :3
To paris; City full with pain and bad romance.