Unexpected plot, I suddenly think of childhood. Suddenly this word means that the shadows of the past have really dissipated and disappeared in my pieces of precipitation. These gray things I thought would remain forever, like a nightmare repeating every day in my life.
Before, that suffocating pressure shrouded my heart, and my mind was heavy with gray. So I used to be silent, but I couldn't hold back my dry heart. I wanted to escape, I wanted to give up, I wanted to die, I wanted to live, I wanted to smile, I wanted to cry, I wanted to make noise, and I wanted to say goodbye. But at that time, I only had stubborn silence, silent struggle, silent exhaustion, kept silent all the time, and kept my inner screaming still.
Then, before I knew it, when I got to university and entered graduate school, I began to master myself, from body to mind. I gave up the shackles of caring, just for free wandering, I am willing to follow the river of life, meandering all the way.
I write this because that time is really in the past. So, today's diary is to tell myself that the past is gone, and I only have the present and the future.
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