I believe in your existence.

Eryn 2022-04-23 07:04:48

I have always believed that there is a soul, and I have always believed that there is another self living in our body.

Nana, Nana, what a nice name. The same pronunciation belongs to two people, two completely different people, but they can meet, get along, and even accompany them because of some fate in their fate. Such a deep memory is an imprint that can never be erased in life.

I haven't read the comics, and I don't know the charm of the original, but I know clearly how much I love such female-themed movies, how happy I am in the friendship between women, and how much deeper feelings than love, and how much I believe in it. , When I was abandoned by the world, and you, by my side, accompany me to cry and soothe my wounds, even though we are so different.

Many people will love Nana involuntarily, she is more like the self in the soul. Free and independent, strong and brave. She has the coldest smoky makeup, black vest, coat, miniskirt, black fishnet stockings, short boots, including the collar around the neck, tattoos on the arms, that skinny figure, in the heavy smoke, In the colorful light beam, singing the heavy rock music ecstasy, shouting heavily, or humming softly, there is no way for your eyes not to be attracted by such a woman, and you can't help but curb your yearning for her, she It belongs to the soul, because she is free, free to do what she wants to do, and stubbornly adhere to her dream.

She doesn't need to explain to you, she doesn't need to talk, all she does is follow her heart. We love her, but we can never be her. We have no courage, we are so timid in the face of reality.

Many people will grow up like Nana, she is a warm child. With a happy family, gentle and lovely, sweet and clingy. She wears cute pink clothes, makes a whistling voice, does silly things, needs someone's protection innocently, and has never suffered any harm. It seems that she is still the same when she is 80 years old. Yi Shu said, how can you be so naive. I am very envious of such innocence, how wonderful, never been hurt by the world, grow up happily, grow old quietly, and enjoy the most beautiful water in life.

Like us, she needs company, needs to talk to, needs to have a shoulder to rely on when crying.

Nana likes Nana, and Nana admires Nana.

Their love, unlike love, is not decisive and intense. It won't be tragic and heart-wrenching. Their love is warmth, comfort, tacit understanding, and strength for each other.

She called her "Aba" to spoil her, she accompanies her to wait for her boyfriend, stands up for her, hugs her softly when she cries, loves her, surprises her, and makes her happy---- -do you know? At this time, I will always think of you, your appearance, your kindness to me, the days we spent together, and our sympathy for each other, and I believe this will be forever. Even if the intersection of our stories stops at a certain point, those memories are like shining eyes or crystal tears these days, when our thoughts are fluttering, when we are lonely and sad, when we are sad and weeping At times, it is our strength that allows me to go on bravely.

Two women, about friendship, about love, and at some point, it made me believe that our love was so deep and meaningful.

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