Seventeenth birthday
The reason why I hate birthdays is because I have been waiting for someone to surprise me with the blooming of my flowers, but this person has the heart to let me wait for seventeen years and doesn't care about me.
Diary of Nineteen Years Old
I have wanted to be a princess since I was a child. The ending of a princess is always to live happily with the prince, and a white horse comes as standard for unexpected events. But as soon as I started putting on clothes, I knew that I was very cowardly. I didn't dare to face my love, like a thief who was afraid of being arrested and interrogated by the police even if I didn't steal the money. I like tragedies because I think sad people usually live long lives. But in the eyes of others, my cowardice turned into a kind of arrogance, and my withdrawal turned into looking down on me.
Waltz at Twenty
I still have a lot of youth to waste, but I know that no one will pay for the lost youth. What I want to do, but what I waste.