Playing with yourself and dreaming of Paris

Marge 2022-09-29 12:51:22



A bizarre story of a pair of twins

who use their own definitions to subvert the world and

live an Eden-like world

. Maybe twins in the world can be one person. They torture each other

with domineering

and understanding each other. Is this just proof of self Contradiction and harmony... When Matthew entered that world, everything that seemed harmonious at first appeared crumbling , hollow, and pale . Their stubborn conspiracy games punished themselves without leaving no room for being cruel to themselves. In fact, they loved themselves more . Some people say that if you meet someone exactly like you one day, you will probably be scared to death , but maybe seeing TWINS landing with you has become so beautiful that you can ignore the whole world~~~~ I turned to a small note and suddenly felt that at that time The kind of shock recorded can be replaced in equal amounts ----------------------------- I am a silly dividing line- --------------------------- Sitting quietly in the corner of the corridor, I can't help but think of that strange person , what magic weapon does he have? Two or three sentences can tune out my interest. Maybe it's a soft voice full of magnetism. Who told me that I couldn't resist a good voice by nature.



















































Maybe it's an open-hearted rambling

hum, rather than an open-hearted rambling, it

's his illusory self-talk,

rudely pulling a stranger into his

emotional veins, a

rational person, maybe an admirable

but too sober person,

even chatting with himself The origins of the emotionality of liberation

are clearly discernible.

I find it terrible , terrifyingly

fascinating,

and so deeply

engrossed

. The character who was once frowning was said to be in

high spirits

and I have to admit that sitting in front of me

is also a person who has the ability to make a decision Approachable persuading a stranger to believe in hope to recognize self- desire and praise pure feelings... When it comes to his bedtime memories of his deceased grandmother , my heart seems to become clear as the inexplicable shadows in my heart become clear When it became quiet and clear, there was a child-like smile on his face . What is precious is that he willing to tell the strangers who are on one side. Although I did not say a word during the whole process , it was almost air . Maybe I opened myself up and strengthened his sense of self-identity . To the happiest audience, let this strange and kind man in front of you



































Open his heart

he does love himself

I think

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The Dreamers quotes

  • Matthew: As we walked, we talked and talked and talked about politics, about movies, and about why the French could never come close to producing a good rock band.

  • Theo: Papa's full of shit.

    Matthew: I think you're lucky. Um, I wish my parents were that nice.

    Isabelle: Other people's parents are *always* nicer than our own, and yet for some reason, our own grandparents are always nicer than other people's.