I've been very sad recently. Maybe I've read too much of Diaoju, which is too realistic. Instead, I feel that everything is illusory and things must be reversed at their extremes. The childhood ideal gradually turned into the current dream after years of washing. I went through elementary school - junior high school - high school - college, experienced what I should have and what I shouldn't have, and got the love I dreamed of, a handsome boyfriend. But I always felt sad. Once upon a time, classmates asked each other a question, who do you choose between the person you love and the person who loves you? At that time, I was so looking forward to my own life and my persistence in true love. I said without hesitation that it was the person I loved. Most people chose the latter, because being loved is always the happiest. At that time, I didn't take it for granted. I was afraid that I would never be able to find anyone worth loving while living in this world. That wouldn't be very sad. Now, I understand how painful it is if the person you love doesn't love you but is still with you. I definitely can't bear to leave, and I am so eager to be loved. The sleepless nights and tears... Love is facing death from the beginning. I wasn't afraid of death before, but now I am.
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