These are all glitz, these are all false names, these are the volatility of all kinds of affection, you have no way of knowing, you are just too happy and forget the pain, your face is written with destiny, no matter what, you are still too in the play .
Quinn, a player, he can evaluate you with a hoarse voice, and evaluate everything about you, Andy, a narcissist, can perfuse you with a cold response, and you are so in love with the play, love like this Two people.
Let's just say, into the drama, in fact, you are too lazy, you are too easy to indulge, you are too credulous, you are too indulgent of your nostalgia, you don't love yourself, you love so many people, but you don't love yourself. What you squandered is your own life. You are too involved in this drama of life and you have forgotten yourself.
So so many people can easily incorporate you into their lives, and then leave you easily. You have no support in the end. This is what you are looking for. You don't cherish yourself. How others love you.
Those Narcissus around you did not teach you to cherish yourself, your beauty, your kindness, and your talents were all swallowed by those people shining on the reflection in the water.
Who told you to be that way.
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