paralyzed my laughter so that my beloved escaped rabbit made me unable to laugh.
I don’t want to pretend to understand a bunch of words in the cloud. Come to fool others and fool yourself, but ah Justin, I really do you.
Yes, I don’t know from what day, school, family, values, feelings, suddenly needed a clear definition
like a sudden test, completely unprepared,
right?
I feel so too.
It's like breaking into Zhang Man's boundless net and finding no exit.
I read the book the day before yesterday that one of the psychological defense mechanisms is regression, regression.
Life is a mess, you can't figure it out. But there is no way out.
You run away, you find all ways to avoid it, delusional to bury your head in the sand like an ostrich and say I can't see, I can't see.
So you suck your thumb, you take pills, you smoke marijuana,
you are even paranoid so terribly that
you are so gloomy for so long that the craving for happiness, or pleasure, is too much.
I don’t know if those problems have been premeditated to take advantage of this opportunity to explode
so much that it makes you hysterical, who is already sensitive and irritable, and
you once went the wrong way
"you're so hungry", your teacher said to you
Because you are so empty, dear.
But fortunately, the story is always like this, the prelude, the climax, and then it will always return to calm
or destruction, or sublimation.
You rampage, but finally found a way out
"I'm happy, are you?" Really happy ending.
Those things that seem sharp and untouchable can only be faced, only experience, only pain.
Otherwise, how do you think people grow up?
"Wisdom is a goddess, she only loves warriors." So is
destiny.
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