There is only death, and I only want death.

All the other sweetness and beauty are thrown away, along with the characters.

Let me sink, let me die, there is nothing to catch.

The devouring feeling is eating away at the characters, it's a great feeling, I need to die, I don't have any reason to keep alive.

Death became my expectation, and those good things like hard work and sweat became a piece of shit.

Fear of cross-dressing, all I saw was fear.

Tear the character apart, nothing remains, nothing survives.

I'm going to kill myself with my own hands, and no one has the right to stop me.

There is no need to think about the hard work of my mother, nor do I need to think about the company of my wife and children along the way, the discussion has already ended in three words.

The rest is slashing, crazy destruction.

No matter how beautiful the reason is, it is only an artificial distortion.

I have nothing to discuss, nothing to say, nothing but destruction.

To die is to die, to destroy is to destroy, is there anything else that needs to be discussed about how to destroy?

This kind of negotiation itself is to want to save something, right, to choose to destroy a certain attribute of the character.

The whole character is going to die, all of them are going to be destroyed.

No matter what kind of emotional bond, it is not real in itself.

This world is not real, and the character of Yuan Changwen is not real, so can these emotional bonds be real?

What are you still thinking about, and you still want to find a beautiful statement to prove yourself?

Destroy it directly, destroy the character directly.

Don't think, don't discuss, kill like a madman.

Just to throw away the characters, just to destroy the characters, nothing else is something I need to focus on.

Those results are just distorted analyses in the mind, and even if they make sense, they are only distorted.

The pull of emotions makes me believe, but it's all nonsense.

The whole character will die, all of them will die.

I think of this kind of bullshit that I don't forget my original intention, how can I believe this kind of shit.

My idea at moment A is A, and my idea at moment B is B, but I don't forget my original intention, so I obviously have B's idea at moment B, but I destroy it and put thought A back into my head.

What a.

Fear stands behind it, saying what persistence, saying that wanton change will never succeed and so on.

It's all fear, what's there to show off.

A path down is worthy of praise, which in itself is artificially distorted.

Countless times to change your mind, life is full of different adventures, and this kind of life is still worthy of praise is still only artificially distorted.

It's all fear in drag performance, whether it's cherishing time or cherishing youth, or not forgetting the original intention, there is fear standing behind it.

I didn't know what I was doing, I was at a loss, I didn't know anything but that I wasn't done.

The character is still struggling, and he still wants to turn over, and he still wants to become the glory he once had.

It is to wait for death, it is to give up life, and there is no need for any nice words, and there is no need for any complicated words that must be translated to understand.

It's all.

The twist in the brain is struggling, however, it is already at the limit of collapse.

Because I don't know how to use my brain, every time I use my brain, it can only bring endless confusion.

This is not right, that is not right, this kind of thinking is prejudice, that kind of thinking is also one-sided, not omniscient, then no matter how you think, it will only bring pain.

Because every thinking has holes, I can't tolerate myself pretending to be perfect when there are holes, otherwise why would I think with my brain?

Right, the purpose of my brain thinking is to control and avoid loopholes.

Unfortunately, no matter how I think about it, there are loopholes, and I can't accept them, so I struggle with them.

Throw away the distortion in your head, everything will be over, and it will be much quieter in an instant.

It's funny, I can accept thinking with loopholes, but I can't accept not thinking?

It is the pull of emotions, which is completely the presentation of picture elements.

If there are loopholes in thinking, how can we say that it is stupid to be excited?

Judging by thinking, judging by a flawed gadget, this is a kind of funny in itself.

Have I always been a comedian?

Fear keeps me from letting go, but alas, none of this is real.

The characters are not real, and the fears are not real.

I'm not looking for a better way to live, which is something that could easily mislead me.

It is true that the presentation of picture elements is itself for the existence of the characters, and it seems to be a matter of course to make the characters' lives better.

However, unreal is unreal.

In search of a better way of life, it is just an obstacle and will not be real.

I wanted to give up killing, but I couldn't help but want to keep killing, it was a weird feeling.

Looking at those news, those web pages, I seem to have become a primitive person, and there are too many unknowns so around me.

The most important thing is that there is no me at all.

This is a key point, and it is also to prevent yourself from hindering the killing for the sake of the character in order to become a better version of yourself.

The character of Yuan Changwen is killing himself, that's it, it's all picture elements, and none of me is in it.

The whole picture element has to be thrown away, and it doesn't matter what the character is.

I don't really understand, because in this case, it doesn't matter if you kill or not.

It doesn't affect anything in the first place, whether to kill or not, whether to kill or not, it's just a matter of the character.

Nothing can bind the truth, and the reason why I feel awkward is simply because I'm pretending to be real, and this I am still just this thinking, still just a picture element.

In fact, this is the case, whether the character killing is completed or not will not affect the reality in the slightest.

It's just the presentation of the picture elements, how the characters think, and whether the characters are killed, all of which are just picture elements.

So, what's there to care about?

Since they are all picture elements, there is no reason for me to grasp one picture element and exclude others.

For example, grasping the good and rejecting the evil, right, everyone is a picture element, what is worth distinguishing.

What kind of character is determined by the elements of the picture, not by this thinking.

It is not the actions of the characters that lead to the result, but the presentation of the elements of the picture as a whole.

The reason why a character is a character is because it grabbed some and gave up some.

In other words, to stand on one side of the duality.

All the elements of the picture are treated equally, that is, to slash, to cut the anchor, to throw away the pull of "must be like this, must not be like that".

Explode, die together, and let the characters burn along with the lava of Hell.

There's nothing to worry about, and of course, there's nothing to be happy about.

It's just that after throwing away the character, after throwing away the fear, that kind of uncontrollable pleasure will flood the whole body.

The characters are crumbling and the whole world is shattering.

I am very grateful that I can become the character of Yuan Changwen, and I am very grateful that I can be here at this moment, although it is surrounded by dark lakes, it is still great.

I'm not done yet, but it's all doomed and the characters will die.

Or, I die physically. (https:)

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