Only Summer.

Some people say everyone have their own story. Whether it's the good, bad, sad, crazy, or even the wild ones. There are just so many stories that we actually couldn't explain. "Why did it happen?" "How did it happen?" "What's the point of this?" "What's the meaning of this?" "Is it really meant to be?" Isn't that kind of crazy if we think that way or maybe some of you think more than that way and trying to figure out our own story?

Here I am. Trying to explain what kind of my stories gonna be and figuring out how it ends.