Why do you want to be a man with your chest up?

How long will this nonsense fool me?

It's just a personal preference, when did you start pretending to be real?

Countless twists are arrogant in my mind, is there really a day when the slaughter is completed?

Untrue is untrue, and luckily, I don't need to debate the content at all, otherwise I won't be able to end it until I die.

How nice it sounds, holding your chest up and being a decent person, as if these have become a necessity in life.

And this necessity is obviously just an artificial distortion.

The necessity to be able to resist is in itself.

Being able to be a man without being dignified, being able to be a man without holding his chest up, which in itself means that those words are just distorted.

Is this hard to understand?

How long will I be deceived?

Anger burned in his chest, accompanied by a devouring desire to destroy it all.

Life is all, what reason do I have to hold on to life.

I opened my chest and waited for the final blow, piercing all.

Nothing is worth leaving and nothing will be left behind.

It's just the characters who speak, and it has nothing to do with me.

Burn, burn, the characters are about to dissipate, and life is about to be destroyed.

I'm going to plunge headlong into the black reality, horrible as it is, but it's what I want.

The sun was shining, but I couldn't feel the temperature of the sun at all.

The dark waters of the lake enveloped me, and my heart was darker than the darkness.

The character is about to be buried, and no one knows about it, no one knows, because there is no one at all.

Cinematic images, but I can only be in the middle of the role.

There is no me, no role exists, and the role of Yuan Changwen is just a piece of shit.

I don't know what freedom is, I don't have freedom at all, but I always seem to be free.

Custom roles and template roles are still roles.

Even though custom characters can have endless benefits, what is not afraid, relaxed, natural, benevolent, peaceful, etc.

But it's still a character, and it's still not real.

I don't have any reason to continue to stay in the falsehood, even though I simply can't get rid of the falsehood.

Even if he really kills and touches the truth, the character still exists, and he is still in this falsehood.

I had no interest in focusing on custom characters, no idea to try to make life better.

Make yourself a better person, go with the flow and become the goal, and peace of mind takes the main place.

Is there any essential difference between this and working hard to make money and putting money first?

Maybe it will be natural and easy after going downstream, but the sense of accomplishment after having money ......

Why bother?

It's all false, and then end the discussion.

I would like to elaborate on the so-called spiritual life, the so-called inner peace life, the so-called living in the present moment, which is still just false.

In essence, there is no difference between working hard to make money.

No matter how much you promote the happiness and relaxation in your heart, it is still just the attribute of the character.

And judging which one is better, this is still just a distortion in the mind.

Rich people say it's good to be rich, and it's good to have peace of mind and say it's okay to be calm, it's all.

often begins with the first sentence, "Be a human ......", or, "People ...... in this life", all of which are nonsense.

It's just a personal preference, what is it real?

And who qualifies to pretend to be real?

These shit things, not qualified to be arrogant in my head, are all noises.

I'm angry, I'm sad, and I want to tear it all apart.

From the chest, from that beating heart, nothing can stop me.

Not even by myself.

Unless the pictorial elements directly show that I have forgotten about these killings, or, directly, directly show me continuing to pursue the so-called pinnacle of life.

Otherwise, I can't think of any reason to go back to what I used to be.

Whether it's entertainment or busyness, the words "presentation of picture elements" have always lingered in my ears.

It's good, it's just this ridiculous sense of destruction, burning everything and destroying everything.

Eventually, the truth will stay because nothing can hurt the truth.

There is no such thing as reality, because reality is everything.

Nonsense, poetic nonsense, "there is a certain truth" itself has negated itself.

I feel sad that I am so easy to deceive, that I can be fooled so easily.

What about the logic?

What about the reasoning of the Word?

What about the brilliant and eloquent analysis?

Why don't you analyze "how to prove the real existence of objective things"?

I saw it, and then falsehood is nowhere to escape.

The place that contains falsehood, the place where falsehood hides, will eventually be illuminated by me.

There's nothing real to speak of, and nothing can stand in the way of truth.

It's all about to shatter, like a building collapsing.

The seemingly stable distortion is just relying on emotions to keep pulling.

Without an emotional infusion of energy, this distortion will naturally be restored.

The dark reality was waiting for me there, but unfortunately, when I took that step, there was no longer me.

This side of the door is false, a duality.

The other side of the door is real, and there is no character.

When I step over, the role will dissolve, and there will be no role in reality, and there will be no me.

There was so much talk, so much noise, and so many people, and I didn't understand why this shit was still in my head.

However, it doesn't matter, one appears and hacks the other, it's as simple as that.

Untrue, okay, end the discussion.

There is no need to delay, and there is no need to explain and argue at the same level, it is just to flesh out the characters.

The explanation is very clear, so that even a person who does not know the truth can easily understand and see the absurdity in it.

Am I having a problem?

Why?

Time is the best weapon, and whoever the other party is, there is almost no way to survive after being deprived of time.

Those who can survive will face more weapons, such as character presence. For example, real infinity.

There is nothing to be arrogant about, as long as you dare to appear, then you can only face my slashing.

And the instinct of the plump character seems to make these twists have to appear.

In other words, it is destined to be killed.

Of course, this is just your own speculation, and the presentation of picture elements does not need to be reasonable at all.

But it doesn't matter, after all, it's just the character's thing, and the truth won't be damaged by half a point.

In the presentation of picture elements, these words will no longer become an obstacle, but the best angle for slashing.

What is not the presentation of picture elements?

There is no need to talk nonsense at all, just kill.

Slashing is also the presentation of picture elements, so what?

I didn't understand where the previous block was, and I didn't understand why I stopped killing when I heard that.

Of course, it is possible that the slaughter will never be completed, and it is entirely possible that I will never achieve anything.

There is no evidence that if you abandon everything and concentrate on something, you will succeed.

Right, the thought itself is just a humble prayer.

Fear is in control, and it's just a drag show.

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