I have always been thick-skinned and can't stand those pretentious words about youthful pain. Nothing can leave an indelible scar on my heart. It's just that when a person walks through red flowers and green leaves in this life, it is inevitable that there will be an ugly cocklebur hanging on his body that he can't get rid of no matter what and no one will remember except himself.
Purpose: The closet is an extremely painful topic for homosexuals. Some people are strong on the outside but weak on the inside. Their cowardice allows them to disguise themselves well in a group they do not belong to, but it cannot protect their own personality. I hope that homosexuals can face themselves, accept themselves, and get out of the dream that can be shattered at a touch and whitewash peace.