My opponent is not fear, just false.

None of this is real, and the fear itself is not real, and even if I catch something, it's still just what I'm aware of.

The character of Yuan Changwen will die, and he will naturally not be able to be feared at that time.

What else is here, I don't understand, where there will be so many grasps when all this is not true.

will all die, there is nothing to escape, and nothing to leave behind.

It's just what you're aware of, and it's easy to be burned, and the flames of hell don't need to be reasoned with.

You're still arrogant, and you're still making me grab that shit stuff and not dare to let go, as if I have to control my life, and I have to keep those horrible things from happening in my life.

At the end of the day, I'm an emotional monster.

All of this is just a direct presentation of the elements of the picture, and it also controls a fart, and the mind can't affect anything at all, and it also discusses the control of a fart's life.

However, I am still grasping, is this a sane person?

Every time I praise the characters, praise the false palace, I can't find any reason to kill, after all, the key to dreaming is to fall asleep and not wake up.

Then, immediately after that, fear was about to come out and do something, and it made me feel uncomfortable, so I made sure once again that I couldn't tolerate these untruths.

I don't know what I'm going to become, and I don't want to know, you're still here, so I'm going to kill you.

For the perfection of the past, do you also want to capture the role of Yuan Changwen?

I'm happy with my past, I just want to not lose my role in the moment.

Perhaps, after the slash is completed, you will be satisfied and feel perfect about everything that happened.

But the so-called satisfaction I am now is that I want to seize the role, but I don't dare to throw away the role of Yuan Changwen.

It's not that I'm "no role" at the moment, but I'm grateful for my role.

It's a fear that I don't dare to throw away my role and don't want to let myself become another character.

Let's die, destroy all kinds of related to Yuan Changwen's character, all this is unreal, so what are you doing.

It's not about having fun, it's about being pulled by the twists in your head.

Of course, all this is not your own choice, the presentation of picture elements.

There is nothing to say at all, just kill or die, no matter what the character of Yuan Changwen is grasping, it is just in vain.

It seems that I care about life very much, but in the final analysis, I am still just afraid of "no role", and the so-called caring about life is just a role attribute.

I can't be fooled, I can't be fooled, I have to find the best one among the many options...... These are all character attributes.

It sounds, "I'm going to be cheated" is such a ridiculous answer, and I certainly can't let myself be fooled.

But in fact, that's fear, and it's based on the conclusion that "it's a bad thing that I've been lied to."

I had to know something, and that's how the twist in my head fooled me, and that's how I believed.

The role of Yuan Changwen is irrelevant, continuing to hold on to life is just a struggle, and the tension in my heart will inevitably be released, because I know better than anyone that all this is not real at all, it simply does not exist.

The character I have captured is nothing, and I don't even know how long the character of Yuan Changwen has existed.

I just believe in my own memories and believe that everything in my memory has really happened.

None of this was real, I didn't know what I was talking about, as if I wanted to kill but couldn't find someone.

There's no need to find an object, the whole world has to be thrown away, and the whole character has to be burned.

Everything in life will be destroyed, and I can't kill it while grasping it.

I'm going to kill everything, and life is just a shield for the characters to grab, like I'm going to stop killing just now, as if everything is for life.

It's a pity that there is nothing remarkable about life, all the sacred is a piece of shit, and nothing can hinder the killing.

If there is, then kill.

The character itself is not real, no matter how tenacious it is, it is useless.

The completion of the kill is still just a certain character attribute, and after the real awakening, the character is still a character, and the world will not undergo any earth-shaking changes.

It's just that the viewer knows that he's not the character, that's all.

If you can't kill it, it doesn't affect the truth, in other words, whether the kill is completed or not doesn't affect it at all.

What happens in this world doesn't matter, it's just what you are aware of.

Of course, it hurts and is uncomfortable for a character to be slapped in the face, but it doesn't mean that it can't happen, and it doesn't mean that it's all real.

Who can stop what the picture elements want to present, or in other words, what rules and theories can stop it?

I don't understand why I'm stuck here, how can something that doesn't exist get stuck on me.

Is it not real in itself, it does not exist in itself, and it must be treated as real?

I'm still not done, no matter what devouring state I'm in, or what ecstasy and gratitude I feel, I'm still not done.

No matter how beautiful the words are, no matter how many explanations, and how expressive the metaphors are, I still haven't finished the killing.

Unfortunately, it doesn't matter if the kill is complete or not.

Graphic elements can show that I can't kill it in my life, and it still doesn't affect the reality.

The teacher is always in my heart, and I will keep comparing the teacher's words, and I will think that the teacher will complete it in less than two years, and the senior sister will finish it in 14 months.

Even though I know none of this is real and doesn't mean anything, it's from this point that fear invades, allowing the character to continue to breathe.

It's like, I have to slash to complete, just like graduating from college, and turn slashing completion into a character attribute.

I know all this, I understood it many chapters ago, but it still holds me firmly, even if it is only a soft policy.

There is no me, there is no me here.

The character of Yuan Changwen is nothing at all, just what he is aware of.

I didn't know how to proceed, as if it didn't need to be said at all, but I was still in the role.

What is there to say, all this is not true, the character of Yuan Changwen is not me, everything is just what I am aware of, including this thinking.

If not, the discussion is over.

I still want to continue to discuss, but it is nothing more than the distortion in my brain that contradicts the above words, and then I want to emphasize that the distortion in my brain is still correct, so I want to continue to discuss.

It seems that there are a lot of life events, a lot of very important things, and these are also contradictory to the above words, trying to keep struggling to maintain their own importance.

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It's good to throw away the unreal, and it's not real when fear comes.

There is no character in reality, just that awareness.

Die, how can something that is not real in itself pretend to be real, especially if I have already seen it.

I don't know how long it will take for all this to end, but there's no reason to stop, the twist in my head has to go away. (https:)

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