In my 2B years, I have also said that it is so tender, so pretentious, so difficult to adapt to my current appetite.
After all, I don’t have that kind of art. Bacteria can't make my tenderness factor flourish on the culture medium.
Now my heart is like a pool of stagnant water. No matter how the spring breeze is blowing, I can't ripple anymore. It's
just that when I see such sincere and somewhat distorted feelings, there is a little ripple
even if I haven't Have the approval of the provisions, but for "I", "You are my wife"
people are actually willing to be alone, and people are willing to die,
otherwise, why oppose the most beloved person, and why are indifferent to everything in front of me Pay attention to things that are out of reach. The
more you love, the more you want to possess. When you find that you can’t do anything, the seeds of madness bring explosive destruction.
"Why do we have such deep grief? Together, then you will no longer feel the pain of parting.
No matter where I am, you are always by my side. Soon we will live together. What a wonderful life that will be!"
I think, geniuses and lunatics do not The front line is separated, because every genius must be a madman.
Their crazy love and crazy behaviors, often make others panic and choose to escape.
At this time, they will be overwhelmed and choose the other extreme.
Excessive calmness becomes an excessive self. Protection, such talents are the ones who need to be protected most
often when I think about it, I realize that
I am also a madman, but unfortunately I ca n’t realize the reverse push. "I can only live with you, or I will die, yes, definitely "
I am deeply passionate about the torture of love.
Don’t tell me what plainness is true.
Because I can be plain and plain with anyone I don’t love,
but I can only torment with the person I love.
It is not touching the scene to give birth to love, and the second is the real great enlightenment, which is the pursuit of beautiful emotions
"Today, tomorrow... What do you yearn for with tears..." The
two people clearly love each other, but they are so stubborn and stubborn
after experiencing so much. painful memories, Alice chose to forgive
and perhaps that was not said to forgive her mouth, just love guiding her to see him
as stubborn as I think
people really love each other can not forgive
only when he was to you, has been insignificant, once again everything seemed so natural
belief tormented my mind
began to question whether I loved no more
, if not, maybe not terrible, if not a lifetime, how do I hospice
story It stopped abruptly, and I didn't want it to continue
. I would really cry if I continued to tell it.
I still seek a misty expectation, a fulcrum for survival.
The Comedy Is Over.
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