When I was still in kindergarten, our teacher asked us to write down our ideals. I wrote with one stroke of my pen: I want to be a person hovering between Cow A and Cow C.
In fact, I have long known that fairy tales are beautiful because they are always unfinished.
I want to become more shameless, so from now on I will only read the final version of fairy tales.
Don't give me a growth boost. Growth is just an encounter composed of countless partings. Can I not say goodbye or meet each other if I don't grow up?
Most of our lives are wasted trying to figure out words. So from now on, if you have anything to say, say it quickly and if you have farts, hurry up! I'm illiterate. If you hate it, you hate it. If you like it, you like it. Don't give me those roundabout ways. I can't understand...
God has deceived everyone, because hell is the most beautiful. Buddha knows the truth, so Buddha said: "If I don't go to hell, who will?" Don't worry about me, isn't it just a hell? It passed as soon as I closed my eyes.
I put down my dignity and stubbornness just because I couldn't let you go. Ah~~Why should I kill you, my lover...
Love is also a kind of hurt. Cruel people choose to hurt others; kind people choose to hurt themselves. I'm afraid of pain, so don't blame me baby, I choose to be a cruel person~
Most people only do three things in their lives: deceiving themselves, deceiving others, and being deceived. In fact, I only do one thing willingly, and that is to be bullied by you...