Maybe everything is reasonable, just like the existence of the world.
There is no reason, there is no right or wrong.
Then class, sexual orientation, rich and poor, knowledge, everything is reasonable, and equal mutual mockery and mutual spurning.
Struggling to escape, but crawling from an abyss to a darker hell.
Creeping, in front of this life.
In front of this body with too much desire.
We burst out of emotion.
Desire for material things.
Let the body decay in time.
Fame and fortune are flooded with blood.
Faith rejects the lower class.
We scolded life, and then motivated each other to move forward.
Give a meager courtesy to barren people when they are happy because of the nobility at this time.
People, with two sides, three sides, countless faces and roles, are already crazy.
Trample emotions.
Use emotions.
Modify emotions.
For a better life, sacrifice innocence.
At the original starting point, what can be seen, and the end point, is still the original desire.
Eros, lust, fame and desire, envelop this always barren body.
Floating and sinking in the sea of desire, we are lost, depraved, noble and humble.
We wore this eternal new clothes, caressed this humble body, strayed shamelessly in front of strangers, and happily let go of the last tear.
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