In the end, everything I tried on this site was like autumn, with the hope being the trees that slowly lose their leaves. It seems like everything I've done so far has been stupidly useless, because in reality I deluded myself with a ridiculous idea that one day I could be happy with someone by my side, poor me, in the end, blinded by hope, I slowly realized that nothing matters, it's just me entering winter.
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!