Sustenance is an exceptionally powerful force that makes people cry in a running state. Going to the direction of a back, clinging to the thin words and vague promises, the seeds of faith take root in the unreachable distance.
To love him is to love the phantom that oneself gave to this entity. Maybe it's not important to care about, the road has already connected all kinds of confused and sober details, but I don't know it at all, so innocent and lovely.
When you get used to running, you will be numb to the purpose of running. Running and numbness are both addictive. Looking at the sky ahead, do not want to stop. Can't stop. Until wings grow, feet degenerate into claws, tears fall into ashes, those distant ones are out of reach.
These are all meaningful.
Reasons to live vigorously and die peacefully, a journey of self-discovery.
I want to see myself more clearly through another person.
Silence is the expression every time I look back, and there is no cure.
Take me away, to the ends of the earth, embrace the eternal soil buried together, let the noble nature go to the feet that move quietly. Or live stubbornly, at both ends of the forest, intensify the contradiction between the id and the superego into more splendid fireworks.
Great love, and great desire.
Winter and summer are lovers who live longer than people.
People's desires are usually the same, and they don't turn back when they know they fall into the rut.
We are just ordinary people living in the reality of dreams.
There is no end, only an endless departure.
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