Youth is a diary filled with flowing emotions. Youth is the story of you loving me, me loving him, but he loving her. It is never the perfect story of you loving me and me loving you. Youth is always thinking about skipping class, preferring to shiver in the cold wind rather than listen to the teacher in the classroom. The nagging young man, youth is the shy young man who goes to the drugstore to buy condoms but doesn't say anything, so he can only say to buy Mega Calcium. Youth is the souvenir book where people keep getting on and off the bus. The years of youth are nothing more than the history of the alternation between being a bad person and being a bitch. And how much I want to slow down this fast-moving train and kiss those lovely faces. It is because of you that I have a youth that is absolutely complete, cruel, beautiful and unreplicable.