Someone once asked me, what is loneliness?
So how did you answer?
No answer, but actually I want to say that loneliness is farting and crying at the same time, a perverted behavior without beauty.
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How to say it? At that time, I wanted to lock that guy in a small dark room for a few days and nights, and see if he still had time to talk nonsense like this, which was extremely literary but failed to convey any information.
Aren't you determined to be a lady? Calm down, calm down, you need to calm down.
No, I've changed my mind since I got to this damn place.
So what do you want to do?
Hum, I just want to...