"From the moment I saw you, I felt that sooner or later the gun would sound and be aimed at my forehead."
She yearned so much for such a warm person, a yellow rose that was about to bloom, a star that a dilapidated social outcast like her could not reach even with her tiptoes. If love will drag her down, then let me become a rotten rat.
You are the fallen leaves, and I am the mud buried in the ground."
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*Bullshit, look at it rationally, don't spray, thank you
*be
Purpose: redemption
