Besides. I love red umbrellas, coincidentally. Metaphor of chance. Good.
One more question: who am i.. hard to think. lived so long. I've always been myself, even if I'm swayed by something. That is still me, but it is me who has been manipulated. One day is me, life is me, haha, stinky ass. .
Enna. When children are young, they love their parents unreservedly, which is the most pure. Huhu. . . We're going to hurt children, oh oh. . . The world is so beautiful.
Loved Annie sitting in the park daydreaming with the red umbrella. take me away...
you have to fully immerse yourself in an unfamiliar environment to fully understand yourself. Exactly, but can we always know ourselves? Are we going to be in an unfamiliar environment all the time? is it possible? Sometimes, I really like to be confused. I like confused fairy. Ha ha. Anything is possible, anything is possible. Don't have so much trouble. All is well. . lets fun...
your life is one big compromise
stuck in the job you swore was only temporary
feel like the world is passing you by
never done all the things you wanted to try
life is like a box of chocolates. You are going to eat this one. Only then can I know the taste of the next one, haha, I am very greedy. . .
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