Question mark. Why?! I will tell you why.

Forget James Dean. Forget Marilyn Monroe. Forget Jim Morrisson.

Forget Romeo and Julia.

We are not like them. We will never be like them – never!

I said I wanna change the past, the present and the fucking future. Stop. But now I only wanna change the weird future. It’s Utopia?

It seems like the end – «FINIS» – of a movie. It’s the end of time – of our movie, our time. It’s a hardboiled nightmare. It’s not a «cosmic-paradise-dream». The nightmare is so real. You can smell the blood in the air. I smell tears – salty tears like the sea. I’m sad. It’s the end of time.