Reality is inherently ugly and distorted, isn't it?
All day watching American TV dramas, Japanese TV dramas, Korean TV dramas, Hong Kong TV dramas They are the heroines of Hong Kong TV dramas who can do good and powerful female bosses...their perfect makeup, sexy hair, wonderful body and glamorous temperament. What does it have to do with us? They are optimistic and positive. They are either rich second-generation or high-achieving students. They are either pretentious or successful. In what way are they similar to us? There is a gap to feel beautiful.
I don’t want to admit it, but I still feel that I can see my shadow from her. Older and leftover women work just plain hobbies and younger age. Even the friends I make are getting younger and younger (all people of the same age are married and have children). Young adult who refuses to grow up!
At the best age, he has also received attention. From then on, I feel confident that I am destined to be different. In fact, it’s the same. It’s unique because each of the classmates has either become a strong woman or married a rich second-generation. I have no man and no money. I think I travel twice a year and wake up naturally every day is called quality life, but I am helpless I can watch movies and eat hot pot myself, I can't afford a house, I can't afford a car, I can't afford it, I can only understand the meaning of diaosi when I can only drink a cup of Starbucks as petty bourgeoisie. Others of the same age have already started buying a second car and a second house. I’ve loved and hated at the best age. I think I’m a love expert than anyone who gets married early on knows how to love, but loses and loses. I can only take root in Zhongnanhai. People who come here are not only holding the cat but also being pushed away by the cat.
Then we pretend that we don’t care about our freedom and we are independent. We don’t yearn for marriage and disdain. Men pretend to be more free and easy to live than you, a family of three. The more you pretend, the more resembling you are, and you can't even hold your hands until the embarrassing desperation is as embarrassing as your age. Acting as a goddess on the Internet, in reality, I honestly do dick silks, while imagining that I am the heroine while looking at the real life, I dare not look directly at it, and I don't really collapse until I see this real movie. I started to be afraid that I would be the dead set of unsellable junk books?
After thinking and thinking, sometimes I will os in my heart: I can only bow my head to life at last! . . . . . . But when did his mother look up?
LOSER! Life here I come, I have to, I've no choice.
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