I feel that sometimes I am really terrible. I know what I want, know what I have to face, and know too much that I don't need to know at my age. Then, I become depressed and depressed. I always feel that my life is not easy. Thinking about the reason, I actually don't know... No, actually I know, but I am never willing to admit it.
This world is beautiful, but also cruel. Sometimes I really don't understand why I came to this world, why I met him, and why everything turned out like this. Later I realized that there are not so many reasons...