Talking about a person in a bad mood on New Year's Eve.

I have been trying to adapt to the cold of this world, whether it is temperature or human heart.

I'm used to pretending I don't care, but I don't care about anything. I also hope someone can see through my bluff and give me a big hug.

Delete the words line by line and send you the last sentence "hmm" It doesn't matter, not all emotions should be told to you. For example, I am unhappy, for example, I miss you so much.

I'm sorry, I didn't grow up to be what you like, didn't develop your favorite personality, and didn't make you move.

I thought I was invincible and invulnerable, but I didn't expect to be a crying child after all.

Never mind the original oath, the moment of commitment must be true, but there were too many accidents later, and no one expected to separate.

I understand your tangled pain and your helplessness in giving up. Who was not seriously injured after a deep love?

Loneliness and helplessness is probably waking up with a stomachache in the middle of the night. Cold sweat stuck to my skirt, pillow and hair, and it was dark. There is a barren man with a hoarse voice. No water, no medicine, and no him.

One day I will walk away from you quietly, without any sound. I missed a lot, and I was always sad alone.

Sometimes, I just want to cry because I feel wronged. Sometimes, I just want to be crazy, because I am depressed. Sometimes, I just want to swear, because I feel bad. Sometimes, I just want to be quiet, because I am really tired.

The deepest loneliness is that you always play dumb when you know your desires. Maybe, no one knows what happened to you. As for the future, you never know what you will meet at the next intersection. The darkest road will be finished alone.

Some people will be engraved in their memories forever, even if they forget his voice, his smile and his face, but the feeling when they think of him will never change.

I walked such a long way alone. Don't call me. I'm afraid I'll still turn around. I am afraid that even if I am firm and unyielding, I will run back to you when I hear your voice, and then you will leave me alone.

Don't easily open the wound to irrelevant people, because others are watching, but they are hurting themselves.

I admit that I didn't do well at all. Many times I really can't stand it, and I'm about to collapse. I don't know where there is so much pressure. I have changed and lost too much. I really can't accept many things, but I can't resist them. I can only get up crying and continue to walk honestly, because I have no choice but to be strong!

There are always some people who were just passers-by in life, but later they became frequent visitors to memory.

Don't wait for me to change to say that I miss the old me. My heart is tired to a certain extent, and I don't even have the strength to be angry and care.

I lied to myself and smiled at you, saying that I didn't care, but I clearly heard the crisp and heartbreaking voice.

I want to tell you, in fact, I'm not doing very well. I will still miss you often and dream about you often, but time has taught me to shut up. Because I know that many roads have to be walked alone, and loneliness is probably the norm. Just get through it.

The taste of missing someone is like drinking a glass of cold water, and then dripping into tears.