le bonheure est assist et attend
but somehow it's not easy for me.
at dusk i met her. she looked happy and i felt happy for her too.
she got happiness and now lives in happiness.
these days i cannot tell the line between soberness and sleep
actually i got little rest, but i couldn't sleep
last night i lay on the bed for hours but was still awake
i turned of the news and it was reporting the russia presidential election
i don't understand wht usa wanted to bother with it
it has nothing to do with you even if they are communist
i don't want fuziness. i don't care the result gets me cry or gets me laugh
the real torture is the gray zone where i am in this moment
maybe it's nothing wrong about some people's personality
even though i tried to approach her, i runned away before i got the chance to know her
i just cannot stand her cuteness. her presence makes me uneasy every single time
the most stressful thing is that people around me like her
therefore the only choice i had was keep silent
i hate his attitude. he was always hesitating and didn't make things clear.
don't waste others time. it's only what you want and what you don't want.
i had nowhere to go now. after running into the end four months ago, i knew i had the no road ahead
friends by my side pulled me at that time, and i did walked a little longer thereafter
but those energy supported me were from friends' company
it i lost them, i had nothing more to lose.
when speaking of people, i always felt exetremely stressed.
she and he now make me cannot breathe. i felt heavy. life is heavy.
i hope someone could give me a hand, and get me out of here.
i'm tired of having this life, and tired of facing them,
get me out of here. get me out of here.
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