Today is my 23-year-old birthday. Just in the early morning, the two brothers took me out, and I would like to eat it. I will eat it.
23, a number that makes me, inferiority.
23, I am still inactive, suffering from being lost.
23, I am sad, I feel that intelligence began to recession, youth is quietly lost.
In the future, I will be a state? Can you still use the ridicule to tell your life? Can you continue to hurt and enjoy the pleasure of social competition? Can you continue to add your soul to your mind? I started to doubt ...
In fact, it doesn't have to be suspicious. I decide that I will live like it before, and I am alive and excited. Whether it is 19 or 91, I firmly believe!
