A person who smokes, can't smell the smoke on his body, just like a person who is loved, never knows how much he loves you.
To avoid the end of everything, I rejected all the beginnings.
Since then, laughter is no longer pure, and crying is not complete.
I like things, never care about other people's eyes, like more than all the truth, principles can not resist my willingness.
When a man is quiet, silent, it means that he is forcing himself to let go, the real disappointment, not noisy nor contrived.
I used to do the same.