I have no heroic dreams, no passionate youth goals, I am not beautiful, not optimistic, not cheerful, have no sense of existence, and even have a little social fear. I am immersed in reading, unable to concentrate, have a big brain, and my hands and feet are very lazy.
Recording the trivial details of life from the third year of junior high school to the end of the year
Daily life, diary, self-entertainment
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