You should pay attention to other people's eyes and don't want people to think that you are a freak. Faced with the girl you like who rides the same bus every day, you can only secretly take pictures like a pervert, because you don't want to sound stupid, so don't talk about hooking up. Smart enough, no beginning, no end. But this is just a self-talking romance. If you don't have the courage to speak, then it doesn't matter what the girl's last name is, whether she has a name or not.
When I was lost in the barren mountains, I felt lonely and hesitant. She was the light and the compass. There is only one male corpse around, so put on the original wig, pretend to be her, and fall in love with the male corpse (or yourself). Take pains to set up the scene, greet her pleasantly, let her listen to the song you wrote for her, hold her hand, and say you'll work two jobs for her and your twins. Only in disguise will you have enough courage to write a fairy tale for yourself.
The boy and the male corpse became good friends, and the male corpse led the boy to escape gravity and all the rules and regulations on the ground, and had more fun in the weird and perverted adventure, such as shooting stones with his mouth to fish, and using his fart to talk to the boy. Have fun playing trapeze in the dangerous rainforest.
Death and survival are not antonyms, but parasitism. A living person has to rely on a corpse to survive. A male corpse is a Swiss Army knife for boys, cutting through thorns and resolving all difficulties. If the living person did not have a corpse, he would have long since turned into a rancid corpse that was neither claimed nor discovered, just like his image of an otaku with greasy hair and no confidence in a civilized society. people care.
The civilization that is all about has become a cage where you can't fart, sing, and masturbate. Otherwise, don't go back. It's not too hard to live in this way, and you can invite tin man friends who are made of the waste left by the civilized people. Throw a big party with fire and meat.
The boy told the male corpse that one year his father forgot his birthday and he was very sad, so he taught his father to use electronic timing cards, so that they would be automatically sent every year, and they would never be forgotten. Eh, I want to say, in fact, because I haven't remembered it, I won't forget it. Modern technology allows us to be greedy and hold all the small corners in our hands. The mobile phone is responsible for remembering the birthdays of our family members, and the head is responsible for remembering every boyfriend of Taylor. It is the best of both worlds.
The heart-warming thing is that this has nothing to do with love or not, it is just a convenience. When I finally found the weak signal, the boy was very happy when he saw the birthday card sent by his father in a timed email half a year ago. Even if it was automatic, it was a light that pulled you back.
The boy thought about not going back, but there is a brutal raccoon here, and a favorite girl there. The most important thing is that the boy did not have the courage to give up everything. Although life treats him like shit, he can still live out his own style. He only needs a little happiness to be satisfied.
The boy was a coward, but the corpse made him a little braver. He spread his freak on the national camera, and he started trying to prove something to the outside world. As his good friend, although he didn't want to stay in the heart-wrenching civilized world, the male corpse was also very loyal to perform a gas boat for him for the last time. With a weird smile, he must be thinking, if it wasn't for you kid, I wouldn't want to cheapen the self-righteous fools in this world.
Ouch, this dark fairy tale is so heartwarming.
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