When you are thirteen, you feel how different you are from others.
You have a loneliness that others don't have, and you seem to be born with a lot of pain.
When you are fifteen, the whole world is a fool.
They don't understand your world, they don't understand your persistence.
When you are eighteen, you suddenly don't know where to go.
Everything that I thought was within reach turns out to be so far away. Life turns out to be really not easy.
When you're twenty, you're in the trough.
The whole world is not on your side, you can't get what you want to chase, and you don't want what you can get.
When you are twenty-five, you realize that you are so naive.
The so-called pain is just an excuse for depression imposed on oneself. Life will not stop because of your pain. In the end, you still have to stand up and laugh hard.