I am still me, just become more……

I am still me. I just become more tearful. Can I dilute everything? Why are I am in this world so cowardly and at a loss? What is the soul? I am just a body! No thought, no soul, no courage, no hehe, I am nothing! What else can I do? I can’t escape from the shackles of my soul or the wind, Frost, rain and snow outside, so I have to die by myself! I am still me, but I am more depraved and silent. Can I perfunctory everything and hide unnecessary injuries? If so, I choose to live in silence. What on earth is it? I am just the passer-by who lost his soul lost by God! Life continues, but I am going backwards until I reach the bottomless abyss. Maybe it is called Liberation. I am still me, but it is just a dream that gradually disappears that becomes more depraved, the dream that gradually moved away accompanied me on this road without goals, stumbling and swaying where is the return date? Dream is something that can’t afford. Reality is an untouchable residual mirror, life. It is a rough journey that can not be counted as ending until the end. When tears fill my eyes again, is it just more cowardly? If I can escape, I wish I had never been to this gorgeous but hurtful world. Life has made me lose too much. Living has brought me a shackle that cannot be untied. I am so tired and tired. I am tired every day, not as optimistic as I imagined, nor as strong as the word in life, I am a rotten person. I am still the decayed one who lost my soul. I originally had a low IQ, but now I become more dull. I have no keen insight, no courage to hold up the sun tomorrow, the so-called success, who can explain the so-called failure clearly? I want to be relieved, but the result is that the blank reality is always filled with my soul, which makes me unable to get rid of the embarrassed me. When can I break through this dense network? Why are I always willing to fall? Why are you always escaping from the reality of self cowardice, tears, escaping from everything in life, explaining this sad me everywhere, then let the darkness erode everything in me, I want to have a dream, in a long dream, everyone in my dream can be an angel lost from heaven. What about me? If demons? Heart good pain. The pain is to the extreme. I owe too much. How can I atone for my sin? So capricious and stubborn. Why should I create such an invisible injury, I hurt the heart that has given you care for a long time. How can I make up for the scars? No one will understand the wounds in my heart. Maybe there is no need for anyone to understand the mistakes made, it makes me unable to regret. The broken life makes me suffer from troubles everywhere. Do I deserve it? I am a bad girl. A bad girl is always so unsuccessful and always so sad I am a bad girl, bad girls have no future, no future 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…