90, my mind, my time

We met at the crossroads that day without too much language. We passed by each other and were always expecting to let each other turn back, but no one turned back. We once thought that in each other’s world, we are just the only one. We just didn’t expect that reality would really change everything, such as a dreamy encounter and a dreamy departure. We were thinking about turning back, but it was really impossible. I remember you once asked me if life was not so unbearable without meeting. I didn’t know how to answer it. Maybe we were too selfish and selfish to never think about each other. Walking alone on the corner of the street, the shining lights were shining on me. At this moment, there was a feeling of relief. Maybe life was like this, tired and happy, as if getting used to this kind of life. Who has ever understood the helplessness in the heart, who has ever remembered the past, the loss of time, but the heart seems to be still, never change. I always thought that I could be really free and easy, at least I wouldn’t feel sad, but my thoughts were still the same, but the reality was not like this. In the world where a person likes sadness and loneliness, but there is always a wisp of waves rolling. I remember asking others if the meaning of life lies in enjoyment. So what is the meaning of happiness? Maybe there is no so-called enjoyment and happiness in life, just a kind of desire and satisfaction of human beings! There is not only one answer. Although I really want to find at least the answer I want, any answer is so far-fetched. Always too self-centered, always thinking that time can change everything, but in the end? See if you still can’t open it, can’t you? There is no so-called mistake or right in life, but everyone likes to give others a standard of judgment. In fact, I really don’t understand a lot. I just imagine what exists and doesn’t exist by my own feelings. Life has nothing to ask for, just for life, to comfort myself, and to create miracles, one day when I saw others’ stories, I felt that others were ridiculous, but I never thought that I was also ridiculous. I kept laughing every day, thinking that this could prevent my sadness. I just never thought that I was lonely and just pretended to give myself a mask in disguise in front of others. Silence seems to be a good method, but I don’t know when I have already liked not to be silent, thinking silently about those things that should have something to do, feeling empty in my heart, has anyone ever understood the hypocrisy after those blanks. Others never understand themselves and try to let others understand themselves, but I didn’t expect myself to be stupid. Everyone has everyone’s thoughts. Why should we impose our thoughts on others and try to make others understand ourselves? I have never understood why I am sad, but I have been used to such sadness for a long time. When I ask why I am sad, I don’t know how to answer it, as if it was an inherent ideological conflict. 90, a very fail me, thought and contradiction phase occupies, want to work hard, but don’t know what to do, Dream have thousands, but I had no idea of the tally is, confusion and annoyance are my only thoughts. Ice Butterflies

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