Pain-a drug that makes youth addicted

Nola 2021-12-12 08:01:06

Only pain can make us feel alive. Disappointment in reality hurts youth. I want to vent my heart, but who is listening? So they are all looking for it, prosperous for a while, deserted forever. When the knife was pressed against her skin, it slashed coldly, and there was a sting, and she felt a sorrowful pleasure. Depressed people find pleasure in pain and become addicted. What she is pulling is her own heart. The torn heart cannot be seen, but we always want to materialize it. How can this be more consistent and emotional than a torn wound. That kind of pain allows us to find comfort in the numbness.
In the end all the depression burst out with a shout, and the echoing voice witnessed the pain of youth! Love and hate, after indulging in the game, all that is left is the injured youth.
Unhappy families have their own misfortunes. But unfortunately it is also similar. Passing by single parents and neglect on campus, what is left is loneliness.

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Extended Reading
  • Gudrun 2022-03-25 09:01:09

    The portrayal of family affection is slightly more complete than the marginal diary

  • Charlie 2021-12-12 08:01:06

    There are no surprises but there are no cruel youth films that are missed. The elements are nothing more than careless friendships, parental disharmony, alienation from the adult world, and drug beer sex. We have already learned these from the troubles of American faction and growth. It's just that Xiaochun degenerates too fast, and the intensity of awakening is too small. What is rare is that one of the girls is a screenwriter, and watching these American chicks who can bend straight and bend for a while is innocent and punk is really exciting!

Thirteen quotes

  • Evie: Something peed in your bed.

  • Evie: [to Tracy] You don't know how to kiss, do you?

    Tracy: Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Yes, I do. Me and Noel practiced with "Cruel Intentions" like 50 times.

    Evie: Right

    Tracy: So, you want me to prove it, lesbo?

    Evie: Hell, no!

    [Tracy bends down and kisses Evie]

    Evie: I barely even felt that.

    Tracy: Well, see if you fucking feel this one, then!

    [pushes Evie on the floor and kisses her more passionately]

    Evie: Well, okay!