Truth is like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold. You push it, stretch it, it'll never be enough. You kick at it, beat it, it'll never cover any of us. From the moment we enter crying to the moment we leave dying, it will just cover your face as you wail and cry and scream。
I don't let anyone else's opinion become my reality.
When you lend somthing pretend you are gifting. If it is returned， you'll be surprised and happy
对梦的研究为潜意识提供了一个独特的窗口，揭示了我们可能没有意识到的欲望、恐惧和冲突。
孤独是与自己面对面的时间。