Sometimes I'm in a bad mood, but I don't want to talk about it to anyone. I have a lot of friends around me, but I always feel lonely. Sometimes I am very tired and want to cry, but I can't cry when I am sad. Every day, only I know how sad I am, laughing at others during the day and crying to myself at night.

I'll admit it, I actually miss you, but this time I'm going to win, I'd rather go drinking, stay up late, I don't sleep all night, I'd rather spoil myself, I won't take the initiative to find you again.

I don't want to stay up late, I want to see you, I want you to hug me, I want to lie in your arms, smell you, and tell you I really miss you.

Just let me go back to the life before I met you, it's not good or happy, but it seems to be good, at least it won't be sad because of you.

Your place in my heart is envied even by myself, and no one can replace it. But my place in your heart, I feel distressed when I look at it.

I really want to be hugged, I don't have any thoughts, just because I feel sorry for me and think I should rest.

I just like that you are indiscriminately on my side, instead of reasoning with me at every turn, who doesn't like the feeling of having someone to support you?

I know I'm growing up, but I'm still the girl who cries when I'm wronged, no one can protect my innocence, then I can only slowly become stronger!

You really don't have to speak softly and then cry secretly by another person.

In fact, I know that I have a bad temper, love to be jealous, easily aggrieved, possessive, suspicious, and often cranky. But I really want to have a future with you.

I've seen the ceiling brighten little by little at 1:2:3:45:6:7 in the morning, the pillow that cries, and the carefree self.

Of course, I know that people change, and I never expected you to be the same forever, and I couldn't help but secretly feel sad for a long time when I felt that you were not the same to me as before.

If I can, I don't want to break the net with you, I want to be your white moonlight, to be your uneasy, and to be a person who will be sad if you brush copywriting in the middle of the night.

Finally, I don't want to talk to anyone, including my family, and I'm tired of the rights and wrongs in this world, even if you say that there is a sun at night, I don't want to quibble.

No matter how big a person is, it will be sad, just like when it rains a lot, and others are waiting for the person who will deliver the umbrella, and I am waiting for the rain to stop.

You didn't feel sorry for me, it was me who was childish, cautious, insecure, and minded that everyone around you except me always forced you to ignore me, and I was sorry for you.

I'm already very well-behaved, digesting all the grievances and reluctance at night, and forcing myself to let go, but you don't know after all, how embarrassed I look when I cry.

You have decided to give up on me, then I respect your decision, I will not embarrass you or pester you, as long as you think that you will live happier without me, then I wish you all worth it in the future.

The girl who used to smile at you now walks in front of you with a blank face, and even her friend doesn't look at you, and you say how disappointed he is in you.

I remember when I first met you, you spoke very softly, you could see that I was sad, you would patiently coax me, and you would not leave me alone, what is wrong with you now.

I miss you at night, but it doesn't affect me to play games, it doesn't affect my sleep, I just quietly wiped my tears, sighed, and finally couldn't hold your hand.

We can't go back this time, you and I keep our distance, I'm sober, my love makes you feel tired, I let you go, we missed it.

I don't regret meeting you, I just feel sorry, I love you for so long, I can't afford other people's three days, and in the end I didn't even have a decent explanation.

Sometimes I really want to get a hug, the kind of hug that is hugged and tightened so close that the whole person feels very warm and safe, and even wants to cry.

Don't be too full of love for someone, leave a trace of tenderness to yourself, at least then you will not lose so completely.

I chose you without hesitation, but you ignored it, why am I still standing there waiting for you?

It was only later that I learned that when the popularity is extreme, the body will tremble, the heart will hurt when the heart is sad, the vomiting will be uncomfortable when crying to the extreme, and the fainting will be fainting when the sadness is extreme.

If someone likes you enough, he will definitely look for you because he misses you, and it is never you who ignore him, he is looking for you, whether it is friendship or love, there is no word shy.

I have always felt that no one can fully understand me, see my inferior nature, my dark side and the extreme hysteria buried under the surface of tenderness and still love me.

It's not that he doesn't spoil you, it's not that he doesn't understand you, it's not that he doesn't talk to you, it's not that he doesn't want to show affection with you, it's just that he thinks it's not you who can make him desperate.

It's a pity, I obviously don't want to lose, but I can't do anything, seriously, the feeling of wanting to give up and wanting to love is really tormenting, I try not to bother you, you have to be good.

I know too well this virtue of mine, once I am moved, it must be me who will be killed, if I am not ready for exceptions and preferences, let me go, don't come near me.

Obviously, you broke into my world first, but in the end I was deeply trapped in it, do you know how difficult it is to live alone in a world without you, I can't let go.

I quit your world, and I won't stop you from running to a better person, but you will never know, I cry uncontrollably for you, and even I envy myself.

Because I love you, I will be blind, jealous, and wonder if you love me too, and I will wipe my tears because you didn't reply to my message, all because I love you too much.

Actually, I have a very bad temper, but if I giggle at you all day long, swear words from time to time, and be very gentle with you, then congratulations, I love you.

In fact, many times I miss you very much, and I know that it is not difficult to meet you, but I always feel that the person I go to see and the person I think of are not the same person.

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