There are too many, why not, too much caution, too many laws, strange logic wut There are too many precedents and regulations, but I forget that I also have the right to improvise in my own way. Act out my story. The dancing wind is like clouds breathing heavily. The throbbing heart is love breathing aerobically. Smiling eyes are breathing happiness, feeling so fulfilled, raised eyebrows are exclamation sentences for the face My clothes are my portable drama. Kissing you gently is the tone of my love for you, without any hesitation. HA I believe I will do well. I sound a little proud, but I don’t want to be deliberately small HA I believe I will find it. I don’t need anyone to cheer me up. Dreams are a one-way street. You are not allowed to fall back. I can only run forward. The next second is like a preview. It is unexpected. I can’t even guess it. I can’t stop. " ﹒ ﹒ Karen Mok Alive! My Freestyle ﹒ "