Hello Hello Hello, is there anybody in there…

I’m writing from father’s house, the old cell and my youth’s reminiscences. I’m writing from a place where I’ve developed and died in it, in order to start a new life which is so complicated and more complex than before. From my bed to the small spot on ceiling I’ve got a scene in my brain.
The taste was sweeter, the night of wonder, with friends surrounded, the endless river, forever and ever. Yeah pink Floyd and him, who we were living with each other as a brother, and he has gone to the sky.
The girl and girls who have made me philosophized about the reason without reasons. My parent, who were on my nerves just as a result of careful epithet. I’m remembering and thinking about how I’ve changed during the time…