Nobody cares, nobody hurts (if a person is tired, nobody cares)

I am not a strong person, but I know that sometimes there is no choice but to be strong.

Second, no one cooks porridge for me in the morning, and I drink wine for myself at night.

Third, it's hard to feel sorry for yourself. Whether you are injured or not is a heart. We all like to be brave, and we all like to smile with tears in our eyes.

Fourth, I really want to talk to someone, but I don't know where to start. Finally, I said nothing. Tell yourself that tomorrow will be better.

Everyone has sadness and unspeakable difficulties behind them. Everyone has their own tears to wipe and their own way to go.

6. I try to hide my unhappiness and discomfort in my heart, and I never expect anyone to sympathize with me and carry everything for me.

Seven, really sad things are often small things, just like it rained heavily that day, others were waiting for an umbrella, and I was waiting for the rain to stop.

8. Don't try to tell others about your sadness. People who haven't experienced it will sneer. People who have experienced it will say don't think too much. People who like you will be anxious, people who hate you will be happy, and eventually you will feel desperate.

You advised me not to drink, as if you cared about me, but I didn't know that the reason I drank was you. You advised me not to stay up late, as if you cared about me, but I didn't know you were the reason why I stayed up late.

10. Blow when drunk, lie down when hungry, close your eyes when sleepy, and sleep when lonely. Anyway, you are alone.

1 1. Don't make yourself so tired to cater to everyone, try to make everyone happy. You will forget how to laugh.

I pretend to be indifferent and tell myself that I am so strong that I can bear anything. However, when I was forgotten in the corner, I found that I could not afford to lose, and I would be afraid.

Thirteen, I used to hide in a deserted corner and lick it, just like a cut wound, which hurts and hurts, and then slowly heals! Although the scar is still clearly visible, I can't feel the pain anymore.

14. Don't tell others about your bad mood. Anyway, sleep at night, go out to play during the day, eat and drink well on cloudy days, and listen to the rain on rainy days.

15. You can run in the street in the middle of the night or get drunk in the silent deep alley. I don't want anything about vagrancy and distance, not even you.

Sixteen, a lot of words were held back, and then I was too lazy to say it. Many things were much more disappointing, and then I didn't care.

Seventeen, when I was a child, I thought my heart could tell my closest relatives. When I grow up, I know that some things are a little tearful and I can only swallow it. It's better than saying that others don't understand, but calling you melodramatic.

Eighteen, we are both good at duplicity, and we all hope each other can realize it.

Nineteen, except yourself, no one will understand how much happiness or sadness there is in your story, because that is just your feeling after all.

Twenty, growth may become more and more silent, that is, the process of turning crying into silence, receiving emotions in places that others can't see, and one must learn to be strong.

Twenty-one, someone gives you their heart, but you pretend not to see it because you don't like it; Someone has cut out your heart, but you still pretend it doesn't hurt because you love it.

What is the difference between loneliness and loneliness? Loneliness means that others don't want to talk to you, and loneliness means that you don't want to talk to others.

23. You pretend to be invulnerable, and you should be prepared to be pierced by a thousand arrows.

Twenty-four, obviously preoccupied but as if nothing had happened, not because I didn't want to talk to people, but because I was afraid that no one would understand.