I won't tell you that I love you, if I do, it means I probably don't really love you. Or someone said, don't be hypocritical, just say love out loud, what's the matter? But if you say it, you have to wait for the other party's response, what a hard thing, and you have to test whether our love is as strong as you said in all aspects of life. So, we all became crazy.
No kind of life is good. My desires and what I want outweigh other concerns, even calculating daily gains and losses, analyzing the reasons for lessons learned, and never committing silent recitations again. In fact, what I have will never keep up with my desires, so why struggle.
Life is a lunatic, eager to pay attention and to please, while willing to enjoy himself and hate hypocrisy. Come up with an answer, dear self, enjoy being alone!
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