How I wish I could go back to the scorching noon, eating sandwiches at UPM… with no fear and worries. My life was just as bright as the daylight back then. The forests burnt, the sea level rose, missiles flew, the virus spread, millions of people died, and the nightmare just abruptly cut my way of accessing hope… Half my belief withered, and now another part is bleeding, who on earth can I turn to? If you see this, help me out through the deepest desperation, please.
If I could hear those sweet words, keeping me away from melancholy…
Is self-hating a good thing in a situationship, or in anything else?
Sort of glad to get drunk!!!
Still dreaming…
为什么我总能精准地毁掉一切美好事物？
How I wish I could go back to the scorching noon, eating sandwiches at UPM… with no fear and worries. My life was just as bright as the daylight back then. The forests burnt, the sea level rose, missiles flew, the virus spread, millions of people died, and the nightmare just abruptly cut my way of accessing hope… Half my belief withered, and now another part is bleeding, who on earth can I turn to? If you see this, help me out through the deepest desperation, please.
I’m, after all, a flesh. May my soul lays forever with you.
Coming back to that face again. Resistance, awkward.
Merely blissful fantasies, so surreal.
This situationshop must end.
ADIOS, MI AMOR.
虽然知道会很痛，但还是没忍住流泪呢。在得到想要的答案之后，听见铃铛破碎的声音，尘埃落定了！
Idolization, fuck you.
这就是为什么，我的玩物在情绪反复之中更加完美，我抱它越紧，它就越冰冷。原先偶像的面相，踪迹早不可寻，我也愈发爱上这些脆弱。
浸润的礁石，我只想成为你海里的一片贝壳，一遍遍冲刷粉碎，我是粗砂里的星星。