I was afraid that I was wrong, that I would be deceived by the teacher, so I wanted to keep convincing myself.

But I never convinced myself of the reality of the world, so why convince myself to stop believing it?

When did "believing in the reality of the world" become a matter of course, and cessation of believing became some kind of psychosis?

It's not about anyone else, it's just "I think", in other words, I think other people will think so, I think society will think so.

And most importantly, I believe it myself.

Destroy all this, you don't need to care so much at all.

All the care is just to keep the character, it's all just to keep the life.

What's the point of this tug-of-war between killing characters and ruining my life, and at the same time trying to keep my characters and my life?

Or do I have to overcome that instinct to fight for the role?

There's a lot of, what does death need to think about.

I shouldn't have known, I shouldn't have known what direction was going.

Let the character be shattered, and the character will be torn apart.

No matter how beautiful the character attributes are, it's just.

Dead, I suddenly doubted myself again, can I really kill it?

It sounds good if you don't force it, but it's just a twist in your head.

If the stream needs me to force it, it will become a force in words and deeds, but it doesn't matter in my heart.

Is this a requirement?

I don't know, I just want the characters to die, let myself die, and then watch it all unreal.

It's a little scary, it's scary, it's the only reality.

Destroy all this, there is nothing to keep, and nothing to keep.

Die, the character of Yuan Changwen is not me at all.

Mom is just a strange NPC, just a piece of shit, and it doesn't make any difference.

What about wives and children, those so-called ideas are simply nonsense, all kinds of distortions based on fear.

These distortions in the mind, what qualifications are there to be presumptuous, obviously not real, what reason is there to pull there.

It doesn't make sense, it's not that I own these distortions, it's that the distortions are controlling me at will.

The slash will not end, and unless the slash is complete, I will give everything I have just to slash.

It is to destroy life, it is to destroy life, only if the killing is not completed, then there is nothing to discuss.

I don't want to discuss what kind of role is a blessing, I'm going to kill the character now, I'm going to kill myself.

I thought I wouldn't be so angry anymore because I could see everything clearly, but unfortunately it was this state of seeing but not being able to get rid of it that made me even more angry.

A piece of shit, even with the emotional pull on me, and it seems that I still like this shit.

There is no need to think about keeping life, and there is no need to think about saving life, the role of Yuan Changwen is dead.

It takes decades, it takes decades, time is just my imagination, just as the characters are just my imagination, even if the last moment of life is completed, what about it?

Being ridiculed by other characters?

Don't make a fuss, it means that I'm slashing now, and other characters are approving of it?

Wanting to continue to flesh out characters until death, these shit things are simply terrifying.

It's all nonsense, work, life, and study are all products of emotion, and they are all firmly controlled by fear.

The words "for life" are fear in themselves, and they are in themselves the content of "I think".

It sounds very helpless, but in fact, it's just to flesh out the characters.

All kinds of Yuan Changwen's character are nonsense, and he lives completely in the distorted nonsense in his mind.

The self-written and self-directed storm, the artificially made up life-saving device, and then I grabbed the pretended survival device in this pretended storm, and kept going crazy like a whirlpool.

No matter how beautiful the character is, there is no reason to seize it.

The world is not real, and I don't have any reason to look back and I don't need to convince myself anything.

Killing has nothing to do with reality, it's just killing, it's just killing the character, and as for what's left, that's not what I'm worried about.

There must be something real, and as to what it is, and how it is perfectly distorted and false, I am not interested in that.

Perhaps for the distortion in the mind, a set of theories that can be completely justified will be more appealing.

But why should I be attractive, why do I need others to believe in me, why do I need to convince others?

There is no one else at all, and whether the other party believes it or not, whether there are many people who are attracted, is just the presentation of the elements of the picture.

Moreover, no matter how orthodox and probable the content of "I think" is, it still makes sense that the elements of the picture can still present the opposite state.

For example, "I think" having these elements can make a business grow well, but is this true?

Or is it difficult to show some "companies that have certain elements but are bankrupt"?

Finding something other than "I think" is a good way to establish cause and effect, and let the distortion in your head admit it.

The words and deeds of the other party have nothing to do with my words and deeds, but are just the presentation of the elements of the picture.

Moreover, the distortion in the mind can also find very good arguments, what bad luck, what is a little worse, what the resistance of the power policy of capital.

How is it possible to keep the character, how is it possible to keep the character alive.

Unless I'm dead, or rather, the part of the character I want to kill is dead, like the ignorant state I once was.

There is only struggle in the head, and there are only plump characters in the head.

I don't care about all the things in this world, and I don't care about the various things about Yuan Changwen's character, it's death.

Even though I say that, I'm not done yet, and I'm sure I'm still concerned about what the characters will hold onto, as if something can't happen.

However, nothing can survive the flames of anger, whether it is the mother or the money, it will be burned clean.

There is no me here, the character of Yuan Changwen and the surrounding environment are all just aware of the content.

Even if I'm in the depths of the lake right now, I'm falling, but that's just the character.

I'm not here.

Die, ruin it all, ruin everything.

Only something that is not real can be destroyed, and who can destroy the real?

Even, there is no such thing as facing the truth, who dares to coexist with the truth?

Just blow these to shreds, there's nothing to bother about.

A tug-of-war is a tug-of-war, and in the end I win anyway, because it doesn't affect the truth at all.

It's not that the character's life is bad, it's not that everyone else has a car and a house and I have nothing, these so-called ruins are too far from the real thing.

Directly deprived of the character, you can no longer enter the character, and you can no longer truly experience this false world as you do now.

That's what ruined, and that's what I wanted.

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