Young people, it is easy for us to be moved as love, it is also easy to put the passers-by as love.
So if I have long hair and short hair, or my personality is quiet, anyway hiding in his arms is you, not me.
In fact, a lot of things are expected to end from the beginning, all the future toss is just to delay the end of the day.
I gave you the warmest hug, but you gave me the saddest joke.
I have a lot of dark sides, and I don’t want you to know about it, just me. I was cranky, cold, extremely depressed, anxious, low self-esteem, and yet I kept my dark side jealously hidden from you, trying to give you the best of me, and I still screwed up.
It’s a little hard to maintain a relationship, and I’m a little bored.
I will never be disappointed in you, only blame myself for being blind.
After the shadow of clothes fragrant temples masks a few sighs, coldly saw a few parting neon.
I take it for granted that anyone would choose to leave me.
If love is sad, let it be.
I don’t care if every arrow goes through my heart, just don’t let me know there’s one inside, you put it.
You don’t know, you’re the dream I dare to have when I turn out the lights.