Don't talk about it anymore2013-11-2219:15Read(439)

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I'm a bombastic person, I just talk about a lot of things, but I can't do it, I hate myself like this, but I hate to continue to live like this after that. I am descending into an abyss step by step, but I am still like this, day by day, I feel that I am decaying from mind to body, and I am about to die. A 23-year-old man, like a twilight old man, has a farther and farther future.

I wish I could change, kill this damn self, and usher in a new me, the one who is sunny and clean, and the one who is vibrant. I can't go on like this, but I know that I may continue to fall tomorrow, and I don't know why I haven't changed my strength, even if it's something wrong, I still can't change it.

My whole being has decayed, I am falling into the abyss, I think as long as I am in the air, I am flying, in fact, I am falling rapidly, I feel the ground getting closer and closer, I am about to fall to death, I can no longer indulge in this pleasure in the air, I must spread my wings and fly out of this abyss.

Flying is a beautiful yearning, but only if you keep flapping your wings.

That's not easy, stop dreaming.

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