i've been frustrated with myself when i was travelling around these days. along with me was a glorious girl who had brilliant experience. i was ashamed for not being stuck to the faith and never advantured in my whole life.i am a paradox. so afraid of death, but seldom care for my own health; so expressive but never dare to show the true me. nothing worth to be proud of myself. that girl told me that i was gorgerous, i even cant believe that, cuz there is a devil hiding at the bottom of my heart, makes me look hideous. do you believe in destination or something?i tried to, but failed. this words sucks, forgive me one more time. thanks.
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