I always think that I am already very happy, and I always try my best to spend my days slowly forgetting...
But why can't I forget the humiliation and despair of life...
A beautiful tomorrow will never belong to me...
What people yearn for may always be only the dazzling sunshine...
When they run towards happiness, I can only huddle in the dark corner...
Tightly covering the ulcer, the already irreparable tear... In the eyes of others, it actually looks like...
A little bit of loneliness, a little bit of despair...
I hate it... I resist... So what?
My heart is sinking uncontrollably...
Maybe one day the gentle rain and dew will nourish my barren heart...
But, I don't know that the rain and dew come after the heart has completely died...
Or what...
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Starting with ghosts...
The ending......
Tentatively inclined to... Tragedy
If I hope the ending is a comedy...
Impress me...
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Guitei's first post... Help...
Ghost fetuses have no sense of time... Including...
The growth journey of this article... Is endless... And will eventually come to an end.
Today, Gui Fei talked a lot about miracles...
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