Paranoia

I don’t understand your uncontrollable tears. You don’t understand the desolation and desolation of my heart. Even though I began to miss you from the second you left. I won’t let myself cry. I need to pretend to be relaxed to cover those thoughts that are about to come like tsunami. Even if every minute and every second is suffering, I will not let anyone see my sadness. Awake and restraint. It’s an adventure. I don’t have the energy to continue entanglement. I’m not brave. I am hard to face. So choose escape from. I also know that once I get into the crowd, my sense of loneliness will be magnified instantly. You cannot redeem yourself. Only endless sinking. In fact, I really want to know. In fact, I am really scared. Will you hold my hand tightly when I am lonely. Tell me, you are by my side. You care about me. No matter what shortcomings I have, how many are inferior to others. When I fall into the whirlpool of the crowd, you will know the fear and lack of support in my heart. If everything will be as you said. If so. I can also deliver it to myself. I know I need it too much. I really need someone who holds me in my palm. I need someone to comfort my loneliness. Come and give me warmth. I start praying now. I wanna. If I finally can’t get it. [Your dear paranoid] every song you are listening to now. I used to have you to echo me. Talking about each other’s addiction. Miss not having. But it needs a heart to pull. Until no way out. No relationship. No way. Anyway, everything is the same, there is no way out. Dear, don’t worry about it. I have been unable to save myself. No significance. Don’t tell me it’s meaningless. I know the meaning better than anyone else. But sometimes I pay attention to meaning, and sometimes I emphasize the nothingness in my heart. When you turn around and leave, when you casually stop, when you abandon the past, I will definitely stay where I am. Pick up all the broken endings. Each exhale. Used to count scars. You said please be kind to yourself. Dear child, why are you so naive. If I love myself, then it is you who are hurt at this moment. Because my heart is too biased towards you, it hurts me. Therefore, when I can’t sleep at night, I need some begging music. Hurt yourself thoroughly. Everything will pass. Everyone knows and believes. But I know what happened. You don’t have to tell anyone sadness. No one can absolutely understand. The desire to tell is too strong, and it often cannot get a good listening. Let everything decay. My bravery is the flower of despair. Sometimes I can’t control myself. I am don’t need to respond to such things. No matter how cruel you are, I am still waiting gently. Time will tell you that mild face is compliance. It is just in vain to rush to end. I accept the results that belong to me quietly. There is no struggle or begging any more. Who pays sincerely is humble enough. The heart has fallen into the dust, so there is no need to trample to seek pleasure. It will be over soon. Soon I will start to indulge in memory alone. Don’t disturb anyone, expect the comfort that you think you will have. What I thought, they all have no ability to become reality. Is it the trap that I fell into my dream too deep, or is the reality originally a lie woven by countless people. We should not be self-righteous., my dear paranoia. May you have a fresh life. You Dear paranoia. If you own the world, you must lose you. After all, it cannot be compatible. Why do you hold yourself so tightly. Can I really warm myself. Like (prose editor: yuiran) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…