I dug out a piece of nonsense I wrote when I was a sophomore in high school. Girls will always go through an era when they think that the first boy does not love the second boy. Of course, now I know more or less that the more difficult days will always be behind me. And now when I stand next to a 180+ boy who is a little lazy, a little greedy and a little perverted, I look back at this pretentious nonsense and I will easily find that those sighs and tears are useless and priceless souvenirs. One day you will find that boy with clear eyebrows. Thin but dependable
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