I want to say that there are people in the world who love you and love your incoherence, your cynicism, your sharpness, your indifference.
The world is inherently unfair, and this is an axiom that everyone knows.
What axiom is this?
Absurd axioms of an absurd world.
There was a girl who had a birthmark on her forehead when she was young. Actually, I don't think it's ugly. Her father is a workaholic and dead thing lover who doesn't care about children, and her mother is an alcoholic.
There is a middle-aged man who is a Jew and has been getting fat and is particularly prone to nervousness. His mother and father didn't know where to go.
The friendship between the two is incredibly strong.
Mary burst into tears, sending Max her tears.
Max looked at the chocolate in his hand and decided to tell Mary to tell himself: Love yourself first.
Gradually, the little girl grew up and pursued a love that might really belong to her. Gradually, she changed, and she even took him as the research object of the book she was about to publish.
Oh, get angry, anger is right.
However, she shattered all the good fortunes for him because he was her friend.
I'm sorry.
It is always too late to say, and it is always too late to receive.
At this time, the girl was no longer confident and beautiful, and she fell into a cyclical world that kept falling. It seemed that his alcoholic mother appeared in the mirror again, and they overlapped at this time.
Fortunately, she got away from the rope at the last moment.
Dear Mary, I forgive you.
Although my heart was shattered as if in a spin bucket.
Because you are my best friend and you are my only friend.
We walked different roads, saw many different sights, ate different chocolates... My road has cracks, banana peels and cigarette butts, not as clean as yours, but I believe our fork in the road will end One day we can meet.
I'm glad I chose you.
So happy that I chose you.
Although there are various differences and stubborn pulling on the fork in the road, there will always be a day of intersection, perhaps because of persistence.
Actually, it's because I love you.
Look up, as if you can hear, look, we are not perfect, but how beautiful and warm we are to each other.
If you can, throw away everything. If it can give you warmth, you can feel a little bit.
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