Spread your hands. If it hurts, just cry.
After a while, I will get used to it. There is no one who can rely on me at any time.
Thank you for treating me as a treasure in your hand
Don't worry, my heart will recover soon
The world of those born in the 1970s and 1990s, the same-sex world, your children and your family.
You and I live in layers of labels, and it is impossible to love you, but I still want to say, I love you.