Fear is disguised as inspirational, disguised as hot blood, and there is constant arrogance.

Words that sound reasonable, but behind them is a deep fear.

I didn't know that I didn't see it, but was led around by the nose by these words.

It's like I used to talk endlessly, and the back is full of inferiority, and I will only look at this character with pity.

Fear of the character being persuaded, fear of the character losing attention, fear that the character will not succeed.

Why do you need inspirational?

Perhaps, inspiration can make people high-spirited, can make people continue to fight, and can make people continue to forge ahead.

But why struggle?

What's the source of motivation to pursue something I don't own?

If you like it, then you don't need to work hard.

Perhaps, it's fear, but I'm fear.

As for others, I don't care and can't be in China.

Everything about other people is just my guess, how can I know what other people think?

It's all the elements of my picture, it's all the content of my awareness, what I talk about other people and myself.

The role of Yuan Changwen has nothing to do with the role itself.

It's not about success or failure because of what the characters do, it's all a direct representation of the elements of the picture.

It seems that there are characters and scenes, but in fact, they are all a whole, and there is no such distinction.

Falsehood is so good, I don't know why I want to kill falsehood.

I don't know if it's really me who caused it, it just looks like it.

An immersive experience, a near-perfect experience of life without the slightest doubt.

Perhaps, I am experiencing the ghost life of "seeing mountains is not mountains".

I want to kill, but I can't cut it, and I'm always in a false situation.

But I know it's false.

The whole life has become a game, a game that adults play with children, and they can't devote themselves to it.

However, emotions kept pulling me, wanting me to devote myself to it, wanting me to continue to sleep.

What the hell.

The devouring in the body never erupted, like a steady and gradual demon, and nothing could exceed its expectations.

Do I have to endure such torture?

Sometimes, I don't think it's torture, and I don't think it's as crazy as the teacher describes.

But sometimes, I want to dig open my chest, take out my heart, and put an end to it.

When I shifted my attention, I really didn't feel anything, and once I faced the slash, the feeling of devouring immediately appeared.

The so-called diversion of attention is just a means to enrich the characters.

Slaughtering people and things in the mind, mercilessly, has no reason to talk about.

Time can't control me, nothing can control me, and nothing has the qualifications to stay in my head.

Going down the stream is good, but it's not all, unreal is unreal.

I'm just a decadent character, a useless existence to society, but that doesn't change the fact that these are all fake.

Wanting to do something, how did this emotion arise?

There was a rotten smell all over his body, but he felt disgusted by positive emotions.

It's all noise, it's all fear.

These things fill my brain, scrubbing over and over again, completely ignoring my cries.

Since you ignore it, then it's better to burn them all, and there's nothing worth keeping anyway.

Let it go, stop claiming the role of Yuan Changwen, and stop controlling anything.

The distortion in the head is shit, something that is completely emotionally propped up and has no foundation at all.

I will go to the position of the teacher, I will go to the legendary existence, but all this still has nothing to do with the character.

On the contrary, only the death of the character can let the new gadgets in.

Want to explode, want to collapse, want to break down the barriers that don't exist.

In fact, just letting go, just letting yourself jump off a cliff.

The devouring in my body was constantly encouraging me, but reason was overcoming me, as if life was precious.

Life is not precious, the so-called six realms of reincarnation, the so-called karmic obstacles, etc., are just fears.

There is no life, there is no me, but I always regard the role as myself.

Reason is the obstacle, and the emotion of "being calm is a good thing, so as not to regret it in the future" is just.

There is no need to say anything, and there is no need to sort out anything, just burn it all.

I would watch myself die, burn my characters, destroy my self-definition, nothing is true in this world.

Fear still wants to pull me, and there is no chance.

I admit that I will be afraid, just as I admit that I will hurt, it hurts, it itches and so on.

It's just the presentation of the elements of the picture, and there is no authenticity at all.

Not to mention believing in the content of fear, and then following in the footsteps of fear, these are.

"If it happens, you will regret it", this emotion does not come to me, because it happens only because it can only happen like this.

There is no causal relationship, and it is just wishful thinking to think that previous actions have led to the current state.

The apple fell to the ground and shattered, and between "broken" and "landed", it was just a picture element explaining the picture element.

I have no objection to my words and deeds, because I am not in control at all, so what kind of objection is there to talk about.

Regardless of whether the character goes with the current or against the current, after all, it is just the presentation of the picture elements, and it is not my control.

Causality is just an illusion that appears when the elements of the picture are matched.

I have no reason to continue to live, and there is no need to continue to live, the character is destined to die.

Is it possible that the character of Yuan Changwen has appeared countless times, but the character himself doesn't know it?

What's not possible?

Truth is everything, as for the presentation of picture elements, what's not to do.

Perhaps, reality distorts itself, forming an infinite number of limitations, and its protagonists are innumerable.

It's just that when the elements of the picture are presented, the corresponding thinking is not presented, so the characters don't understand.

I don't know, and there's no need to know.

Let all this slowly destroy me, there is still a long way to go, and fear will arise from time to time.

Fear that you can't kill it, fear that you will be lonely for life, fear that you will not achieve anything.

The content doesn't matter, as long as it can be used by fear, then it is good fear.

The only thing that can't be argued is that fear is not real.

This is a sentence that cannot be resisted no matter what, and the word "but" is falsely used to escape.

Unreal is unreal, what to do with "but"?

Escaping the fate of being beheaded, this scenario is unlikely.

I've stood here, facing my fear, knowing that falsehood is what makes it all happen.

So, let's die together.

I couldn't figure out how I could have been falsely pulled into a deep sleep as if I didn't even know about these things.

Perhaps, the power of fear is so strong that once you obey, you may really take the killing as a joke.

Just like looking at my childhood dreams at this time, I can't do anything except talk and sigh.

So, move on.

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