A long time ago, I liked telling stories, telling all kinds of stories, some of which were sad and happy, life and death. I was very emotional when telling them, but after telling them, I felt that I was the most boring person in the world, because the audience for all the stories was only one person, and that was myself.
Everyone said I was crazy, but I didn't know why. I could only look at them, their fear, their contempt, their ugly faces, and then I laughed. Tears would flow out of my eyes when I laughed. Seeing my tears flowing like water, I started telling stories.
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Thank you very much for your open ending T^T The brain-filling attack was dumped ten thousand times~\(≧▽≦)/~
Fighting
I am also a student party member and expresses my understanding [slap on the shoulder]. I never get tired of playing with handcuffs.
The writing style is not bad, why don't you consider changing the copywriting? I'm going to hurry up, this copywriting is too literary ^_^
It's so cruel... I don't know why I cry every time I see it.
Thank you very much for your open ending T^T The brain-filling attack was dumped ten thousand times~\(≧▽≦)/~
Fighting
I am also a student party member and expresses my understanding [slap on the shoulder]. I never get tired of playing with handcuffs.
The writing style is not bad, why don't you consider changing the copywriting? I'm going to hurry up, this copywriting is too literary ^_^
It's so cruel... I don't know why I cry every time I see it.
Very nice↖(^ω^)↗
Throw flowers! *★,°*:.☆\\(￣▽￣)/$:*.°★* .
So what's the matter? . -_-||