Both were mad, mad all night. . . At dawn, I'm still caressing R's body. It's not that he's sexy or something. I can't wait. But because this hell pill will never go away!

Since last night, I realised that something seemed to be wrong with my symptoms, and while I was released, I should have been relieved, but not. I was released, and I needed it more than ever. Need a lot, just like a glass of water is not full, swallowing R all night, and before dawn, consciousness begins to slip away.

What should I say, like. . . I began to do anything without knowing it, and...