brave and helpless

Jaime 2022-03-23 09:02:44

Maybe you are kind and optimistic by nature, and have no desire to hurt everyone, everyone familiar and unfamiliar, maybe you are always a child, after hurt and pain, you are still stubbornly hopeful and optimistic about everything around you: indifference , cruel, lonely, grumpy, and everything else. You're always smiling and taking it all with innocence, in your solitary way.
But life is a series of chaotic events and actions. God, no matter how seriously people live and how they respect the charm and rules of life. We all want to hurt others, never ending hurting others and being hurt by others. Real pain happens in real love, and vulnerable and weak people can suddenly become so small.
Maybe baby Annie is right, the whirlpool of all emotions is the bright sky of the next time or the next time, the white clouds roaming freely, the people who know themselves who have this kind of thinking about emotions are brave and won without a doubt I admire and proud of her. But the reality is often either one or the other toward two different extremes of things, and only a few can find balance and gratitude during the period. Most people, or to be precise, most of the people I have come into contact with are unaware of their own frustration and vigilance after the disillusionment is disillusioned. story plus someone else's. Sometimes I will try my best to persuade others to see the illusions and mists of things as clearly as possible, but I am not yet a lost mirror and reflection.
In the eternal silence of this infinite space: persevere · keep

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Happy-Go-Lucky quotes

  • Poppy: Where are you going?

    Tramp: Longest way out, shortest way home.

    Poppy: Oh, Sod's Law.

    Tramp: [whispering very softly] Is he gone?

    Poppy: Alright, you what?

    Tramp: [moves towards Poppy urgently, whispering] Is he gone?

    Poppy: Ease up! What?

    Tramp: [whispering urgently] Is he gone? Is he gone?

    Poppy: Is who gone?

    Tramp: [whispering] The rubber knocker man.

    Poppy: What?

    Tramp: [whispering with emphasis] The rubber knocker man.

    Poppy: Oh, the rubber knocker man! Why didn't you say?

    Tramp: [whispering urgently] Is he gone? Is he gone?

    Poppy: Yah yah, yah. He's gone, he's gone.

    [playing along, looking behind her]

    Poppy: I see him. He's a-running. He's a-rubbing his knockers. He's gone.

  • Zoe: So where did you go tonight?

    Poppy: Eternal question. Where have we been? Where are we going? What's the meaning of life? I went to the moon, and then back again.

    Zoe: Wow, you walk quickly.

    Poppy: I've got good legs.

    Zoe: Yeah, you've got great legs. Not that you're my type.