Joke Collection Website - Mood Talk - I once saw a sentence like this: I have a bad temper and a very bad personality, and I use tobacco, alcohol and swear words. . . What, who

I once saw a sentence like this: I have a bad temper and a very bad personality, and I use tobacco, alcohol and swear words. . . What, who

Is this it? It seems to be a song. If so, please adopt it~

I have a bad personality due to smoking, drinking and swearing. I have skated on the ice

Knocked I drank the strongest wine I’ve ever had.

But these are not as good as your love poison. I want to quit.

I can’t quit. I’m tired. I’m tired.

My heart was broken for him, and I got drunk night after night

I could only use wine to anesthetize him, but he was so drunk that he couldn’t sleep

I was depressed despite the wind and rain, but my heart never escaped

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Whether enjoying this suffering alone is suffering or betrayal

Why is it separation or separation still running through my heart

Why can't I get out of my own way if I don't cut it off?

Am I becoming a slave of love because I am dissatisfied with love?

Or am I poisoned by love? Love is as poisonous as poison and it bites the bones

How many people can’t see clearly and can no longer find them. Belonging

I still have to risk my life to be poisonous, it goes deep into the bone marrow

The charm of letting people stay with loneliness is long gone

I still want to love again You are like a fool who makes trouble

Others will only laugh at you and your heart will beat for him

When he leaves, you don’t know it, just like the cold wind blowing

I want to fight against the world, but I am so hasty and silent

How to strike a chord in people's hearts, but people love to struggle

Heading towards the already dim Caixia of Broken Heart Cliff

Still How many strokes can I write, how many strokes, how many nights

Like everything that is lost, how many trees are broken and flowers wither

Only when I can get out of your world is love, it is as poisonous as bone-piercing

How many people can’t see clearly and can’t find where they belong

They still have to gamble with their lives. It’s poison. It’s deep into the bone marrow.

The charm of letting people stay with loneliness has long been gone.

I want to love again