Fake world, fake people, fake smiles, fake language, this is the world we live in. Things that are destined to happen, you never know how it will develop, nor can you predict the changes.
If we had a choice, what would we do? We can only think about it like this, how could we have the opportunity to choose again.
Everyone around me has a story that belongs to them. Maybe I only saw a small part, but it was enough for me to understand the kind of society at this time.
Even though I know there will be no results, I still plunge in, preferring to take the endless road rather than look back. I don't know why they were so stupid and why they made themselves so sad. I didn't know until I met him.