Gaze into this dark brown eyes you might see the pain that explodes inside. No purpose in life he walks alone cold and little feared his skin a bit clear, attractive enough to speak to him. His hair stays black and thick he loves that material denim it goes well with the cigarettes he’s anxious every second can’t stop to think of the present, he misses the positive scenes in his life and gets strangled by the conflicts that boils everywhere in human race.