anniversary again
It gets warmer mildly,I know,I can feel the spring is coming,the season makes me tend to be missing,miss the past,miss the past things,miss some certain people,even miss all the smells straying in the air.
As if nothing happened,as if I am still confused in all reality,I try hard to get rid of the surreal images,be free from them.I keep reflecting on things that ever existed,after all,everything is just for entertaining myself.
Be never afraid of any change,I say,it takes much longer than I have supposed,all about me is still kind of a mess.I am a sticker who is sticking to the initial surroundings all along,I am paranoid,I am extreme,I have a compulsive addiction,I have some evil addictions.That is just like,birthmark is birthmark,tattoo is tattoo,which I cannot separate clearly.
Why cannot forgive me?I ask.I cannot betray myself,I cannot adjust myself well,maybe,this is my only redeeming quality,maybe.I am being vague about future,the blurry future all over again.There is no exception,no precedent,only stereotype,only expedient.
I am desperate to revenge myself on nobody for nothing in an ironic way,actully I like to harass myself more than once,more than sometimes,there is no better way to feel my own insecurities.You turn up in my face on your road at sometime,but none of it makes any difference,any sense to me.
As if nothing happened,as if I am still confused in all reality,I try hard to get rid of the surreal images,be free from them.I keep reflecting on things that ever existed,after all,everything is just for entertaining myself.
Be never afraid of any change,I say,it takes much longer than I have supposed,all about me is still kind of a mess.I am a sticker who is sticking to the initial surroundings all along,I am paranoid,I am extreme,I have a compulsive addiction,I have some evil addictions.That is just like,birthmark is birthmark,tattoo is tattoo,which I cannot separate clearly.
Why cannot forgive me?I ask.I cannot betray myself,I cannot adjust myself well,maybe,this is my only redeeming quality,maybe.I am being vague about future,the blurry future all over again.There is no exception,no precedent,only stereotype,only expedient.
I am desperate to revenge myself on nobody for nothing in an ironic way,actully I like to harass myself more than once,more than sometimes,there is no better way to feel my own insecurities.You turn up in my face on your road at sometime,but none of it makes any difference,any sense to me.
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