I don't want to write about a female pig who sings one or two songs, dances one or two, and recites one or two poems in front of the pigs, and then some people will lick her heart out. However, I believe that a female pig who can be chosen by our old Buddha and can go through risks is definitely not a cover-up.
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As my "first time", I am a female pig. Of course, the original version is based on the same material as myself:
He's not a bad person, but he's not a scorpion-hearted person either. It's not that you are indifferent to the things around you, but that you have no confidence in yourself. When I'm depressed, I'll secretly smoke a cigarette and imagine the bloody cold light of a knife cutting across the back of my hand. When I'm scared, I'll make harassing phone calls to my only friend without saying a word and cry silently.
The fact is: I hate being depressed and want to be more happy, but my friends ask me why I am depressed when I am having fun. Resisting loneliness, hoping to make more friends and find a lover, but the world has turned this hope into a luxury.
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So - my wish (that is, the wish of the female pig in this article): I wish to have the person of my heart and stay together until we grow old together.