I couldn't remember the reason for living, and when I did it wasn't convincing.
试图写爱就是面对语言的泥潭:那个语言既太多又太少,过度又贫瘠的歇斯底里区域。
道总是无为的,但没有一件事不是它所为。
I'm not afraid to take a stand. Everybody come take my hand. We'll walk this road together, through the storm. Whatever weather, cold or warm. Just letting you know that you're not alone. Holler if you feel like you've been down the same road.