Sometimes I really hate living with a sense of nothingness, and sometimes I can't restrain the desire to listen to stories or talk nonsense.
"You can't just be yourself, you are a family member, you are a friend, you are a colleague, and you are loved by someone." A certain lady told me like this
"They just listen to your story and continue to do their own thing, nothing will change" another lady told me
I have never caught a cold with McQueen. I always feel like a radical and grotesque beast covered in scars. I am too sensitive to violence and sex. When I work, I don't have a clear intention but follow my emotions. I don't even want to understand his story. Who hasn't hurt anymore, why should I watch your documentary?
Of course, due to factors that I couldn't hold back myself, I still watched it. Not only did I read it, but I still have to write something if I can't finish reviewing it.
Of course I don't understand. McQueen is not like Chanel and shrewd tweed, sexy velvet and YSL, and as a designer, he is not like the distinctive style or atmosphere of pheobe philo. As far as his personal brand is concerned, he uses his tailoring skills to bring life into the show, gaybar, highland rape, caged mental hospital, Joan of Arc in flames, and underwater monsters in the digital world are too obvious, not a creed. Metaphorically, this is his own story.
In the courseware:
• People with schizophrenia are far more likely to be victims of assault violence than ordinary people
• Patients with schizophrenia are not more likely to have serious homicides than ordinary people
To be honest, when I was in class, I really hated this kind of lecture that is not very efficient when I sit and wear my buttocks for 4 hours a day. Only when my attention is exhausted, I will encounter useful things. mental illness? To be honest, who knows who is sick? Van Gogh has a mental illness (it seems likely to be a neurological disease) and is extremely sensitive to bright, highly toxic pigments. Is this the basis for creative talent? At this time, it is difficult to judge. People's suffering is always different, and the stories on the road will be different. It is naturally difficult to put on other people's shoes. Violence, indulgence, and family, flooded in life, are already heavy enough.
What kind of life is this?
He witnessed the misfortunes of his sister and mother
He studied and worked frantically, he had no diploma but he held the cloth under his arm and knocked on the door of Saint Martin
He has love
He said those designs full of beautiful flowers are shit
He creates an unruly personal brand, and he also knows how to become a good character under the VLMH aircraft carrier
His jokes in the Givenchy studio surprised the Paris elites, and he also used "Looking for the Golden Fleece" to silence people.
He drinks and takes drugs
He has a high sense of team responsibility
He decided to commit suicide late at night when his mother died
He committed suicide
The whole world is still waiting for the next exclamation, praise, anger, and verbal abuse, when the flowers in the skeleton wither. During every ups and downs of his mood, no one paid attention to it, and no one could walk in. He could see these very clearly.
We call short and heavy lives a genius.
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