Friendship hinders me, so kill friendship.

No matter what kind of soft policy, or the simple importance of personal connections, it can't shake my pace of continuing to kill.

There is not even the slightest possibility of backing down.

Of course you can continue to fool me, continue to whip me with fear and coolness. But I can kill you too, that's fair. Because you are not real, I am not real, and the picture elements at this moment are presenting the slashing of the characters.

I don't know if I'll be able to slash it out, but it's not going to stop, and I'm not going to be dragged down by fear like I used to. Having fear is not a bad thing, nor is it a good thing, it is just the presentation of the elements of the picture.

It has already happened, it has been presented, what is there to fight against? Even if it is confrontation, it doesn't matter, it is still just the presentation of the elements of the picture, and there is nothing wrong with it.

It's not long before everything is packed up and thrown away, and it's not long before you continue to cling to something that's just emotional. Inhumane, cold-blooded, ruthless, angry and manic, this is the slash.

It doesn't lead to the natural state of human beings, it doesn't lead to happiness, because these things are still just fake, they are still just the state of characters. Even the characters have to be killed entirely, how can these things continue to be kept.

Those beautiful and precious memories, those things that made me who I am, will also be killed. Even, I don't know if those precious memories are mine, and whether the sweetness and bitterness of those memories have happened.

At this moment, these memories are presented, and my feelings about these memories are presented. Is it still the present moment, does it have anything to do with the past? How can I say that these memories have happened? How can I say that there really is a past me?

Why can't I die? The whole life can dissipate, and I can disappear. There is no me at all, it is just the presentation of the elements of the picture at the moment, and there is nothing special about it. Or rather, all the graphic elements are magical, because there are no characters at all.

Isn't it amazing that all the characters are fake, just the presentation of picture elements? It's obviously black and real, but it distorts itself to create limitations, which is magical in itself.

The kind of state that doesn't follow the distortion in the mind will be uncomfortable, and it's just a false pull. The characters are made up of these things, and when the tension is released, it is equivalent to killing the character.

It's all just the presentation of the elements of the picture, so what am I doing? Why can't I just throw away the whole picture? What are the so-called obstacles?

Explode, destroy, I've never looked forward to the destruction at any time. Whatever stands in my way, I'm bound to be blown into scum. Family, friends, and friends will all turn to ashes.

I don't need to find any excuses to appease me, what I can do better to go back and see my family, what I can get together with friends and only delay the time to eat, etc. This kind of soft policy seems friendly, and it maintains the humanity it deserves while ensuring the killing.

It's a pity that this is just the surface, and it's still a pull on me. And I still don't dare to throw away these things, and the thought of having no family and no friends makes me shudder. It's me who puts an end to these things with my own hands, and kicks my family and friends out with my own hands.

It doesn't make sense and doesn't make sense, right, in order to survive in this society, it seems that it is necessary to have friends. Moreover, having family members is not a bad thing, so why should they all be killed?

I think like this when I keep my sanity, and I don't even want my sanity, I want to kill myself. What are these? What qualifications do you have to be arrogant here? Although it is a policy of gentleness, I know that it is still an obstacle, and it still plays their due role in my mind.

Pulling, twisting, controlling me at my mercy. It doesn't matter how I do it, right, it doesn't matter if it's the strong fear that controls me, or whether the soft policy controls me. An obstacle is an obstacle, control is control, and unreal is unreal.

Is it enough to be able to bear a little more gentle control? Does it make me mistakenly think that my choice is actually just a state of deception, and I can bear it?

Is this true of so-called high emotional intelligence management? Is this true of so-called means?

I don't know, and I don't want to explore. Everything in reality has little to do with me, what the picture elements present is what it is, and any correlation is nonsense.

The killing has not been completed yet, and the friendship is not qualified to be arrogant. Even if this friendship is not easy to come by, even if this friendship will be of great help in the future, even if this friendship is a real friendship and friendship is a friend in distress, so what?

Yuan Changwen suddenly felt that he was like an ungrateful villain, ignoring the friendship of the year and ignoring the hard work of his family. However, he did not choose a path where interests are paramount, but the most uncost-effective stupid killing.

It's just going downstream, and the thoughts in my head are useless except for slashing. Destroying distortions with thinking, destroying falsehoods with falsehoods, that's what it is. As for after the destruction, as for whether it can be destroyed cleanly, and whether it will die first, these are just trade-offs.

A smart trade-off, a well-made trade-off, a meaningful trade-off, like simply weighing the gains and losses before taking action, is a very reasonable and cost-effective trade-off. However, he is still spinning in unreality, and he still wants to plump up the characters.

In their own limited knowledge and knowledge, find the most economical and cost-effective direction. It's, it's just "I think" it's the most economical, is it really economical?

Even if you can really find this path, the so-called economic bargain is only so that the character can get the most with the least effort. Why am I running around for the role, why am I standing at the so-called pinnacle of life in this false world?

Slashing is the destruction of characters without characters. No matter how you think about this road, it will not be economical, because in the end no one will win, no one can enjoy victory, where is the cost-effectiveness?

Yuan Changwen himself didn't know why he embarked on the road of killing, and now he was in a certain position, a position that he was not willing to leave at all. If you want me to go back to the way I used to be, maybe I can do it if my brain is hit by a car.

There is no way in, and there is no way back.

It's all the presentation of picture elements, including slashing, and there is nothing to hinder the truth at all, where to go?

Returning to the way I was before, pulled by the distortion in my head, I couldn't do it and didn't want to go back. If it's not omniscient, then it's prejudice, and this sentence can't be erased, so how can I continue to listen to prejudice and believe in distortion?

It seems that there really is only death. Let go, surrender, accept fate, and the role will inevitably dissipate.