The weather must be beautiful that day, so I can say such tolerant words.
Growth is like the primitive accumulation of capitalism, full of blood and tears. I think people who can agree with this sentence must have many growth stories that cannot be shared under the sun. Then let them stay quietly in the dirt, as long as you are not bothered and tortured by memories.
There is no end to growth, and our hearts never stop feeling the struggle. I think every girl who has not forgotten how she grew up will feel love and freedom in her fucking life. Although thin, but thankfully, there are still some.
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