I can't imagine the ending of a worse marriage than this. It's like meeting myself twenty or thirty years later. I'm no longer young, my skin is sagging, my body is out of shape, look. A little girl in her early twenties stood in front of you in high spirits and said to you, he doesn't like you anymore, he loves me, I'm young and beautiful, what happens to you middle-aged old women I 'll go crazy, I'm really sick,
I feel like the world is beginning to collapse, the worst side collapses weakly, shaking with anger, and when I recover, my fingernails are pinched until the fingers are bloody
. No matter how you do makeup and facelift, you can't resist the decay of life with a thousand times of PS grinding, the fine lines that climb up the corners of your eyes, the deepening nasolabial lines, the sagging skin, the hands that are no longer smooth, and the eyes that are dull, even if If you walk around the bedroom naked, maybe your husband won't give you another look. As Carly said in the play, men are fancy 22 yrs old women, no matter how old they are, they all like young, beautiful and fertile
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how many people are standing in front of the screen waiting for the doctor to tear the dog and the man, but wait In the end, he was beaten by kate and simon, and the wonderful counterattack at the dinner table also seemed pale and powerless when the husband chose who to leave with, even though we knew that they would never have a chance to settle peacefully, even if we knew that this man The future is shit, but the moment the sun shines on kate's face in the morning, the moment simon kisses her, the moment they drive a car to buy things and decide to move to london, we know the last rational revenge is Lost to the ugliest side of human nature
The most terrifying aspect of this show is that lies and reality are tightly intertwined. He spent an entire afternoon with other women, and when he comes home, he can still kiss you quietly and talk about love. You, you are the most important person in my life. He made love to you, and made love to others. He said that he loved you, and he loved others at the same time. Every word seemed to be true, every promise, every look, and sincerity seemed to be unable to bear the pain of losing you. Liar
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Liar, Liar, Liar, Liar, Liar
If you don't love it, you don't love it anymore. Any attempt to restore and soften your heart is trampling on your self-esteem. Every doubt and condemnation of yourself is a deep spiritual torture. Don’t expect anyone except yourself. Promises and oaths are empty vernacular. To leave is to leave. It’s a big deal, so what’s not to do? If you have money and ability, there are so many things that can make you happy. The expectation is on the other, and
there is no harm if there is no expectation .
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