Jaccuzi

Either you sit at the table or become on the menu "This is the law of the underworld"...and the struggle around the strongest demon... Remember we will meet at the end of the road..... I am the bad writer and you are the excellent reader.... like two lines together...more like a soul and body ... like song and melody.....like sunshine and sunrise..... We are filled with impurities, but we look at the one whose line is clear... We try to cover our eyes so that we don't see the reality of our depression in mirrors... Photographers cameras capture everything..... So will she take a picture of my inner soul one day?..... Will love play on the strings of our hearts... or the strings of our minds ?"..... Nobody will know..... In a moment when childhood passion and teenage sweetness mix, childhood love produces us... The writer does not cry, my dear, but bleeds on paper. It is said that a woman is governed by her heart and that a man is governed by his instincts, and they will prove the opposite!. And another curious question I ask you, my new criminal in our world...? .................Do you ever kill before ?......... And for the criminals.... what's the difference in this novel....?