Analgesics

When I let go of myself, I always subconsciously look back at some of the moments I have experienced in the past, and in the end I always come to the same conclusion: Need a bottle of painkillers. It is an essay, the update is uncertain, it is a record of life. Someone takes a vlog and records it, so I just write. After all, my only strong point in my life is that I can write a few words and tell third-rate stories. Intention: relieve pain and then live.