Recently, the word "depressed" is more popular, the so-called "depressed" person, the big arrival is in this vast sea, can't find one or two people who say that one or two sentences are invited. Life is really painful, and more than this pain is that we still have to live, there is no reason, don't tell what is true, this is true: You have to live.
Alive.
Life is a process, rather than what we usually think is a "result", the result is the same, that is, "death", we all have to go. Sometimes, I can even think that there is no death, there is no need for our existence, it is precisely this death, confirming our existence. One day, when each of us can live, we will lose the meaning of living - we will not be able to do things, we will reach extreme virtual. terror!
"A generation of past, generation, the earth forever." Life is such a non-stop corner, we have to repeat the road, love, hate, hatred, then, no. Like this post, if there is no one to see, I was finally deleted, and the meaning and didn't write this thing at the beginning, and what I could do, it is still going to write.
"I hope is something beautiful, maybe it is a human life." Andi tells him the companion. Andy's god is two words: hope, and he harvested may be the most precious thing in the world: freedom and revenge. "Get Busy Living, or get busy Dying." Busy, or just busy.
frivolous. The small color said. I admit.
She can always hit my pain in my pain, and hit the dust in my belly. Even which day can overlook this world, she can win my look at this sentence, even though she is still small, although many things she still don't understand. I would like to give this document to the small colors.
