Maybe it s not who I miss, but I miss myself at the time

I don't know when, no one will confide in the bitterness in my heart.

I don't know when, I embarked on the road of no return to love, and maybe I will never even find the right direction in the future.

Sometimes, I really want to find someone, scold him well, and release his grievances.

But if I think about it carefully, no one else is wrong, and no one forced me to blame all this, and I can only blame myself for not making the right decision.

It turns out that often, I have illusions about who I used to be.

He couldn't let go of the first person he really liked, but he didn't think about how I could forget it so easily.

I'm also human, and I'm going to get hurt too.

When he has no choice, he can come to me with a cheeky face and ask me to help him, saying that you are my best friend.

I'm so stupid, I know that he said these things for her, and I even fantasized about the fakeness of the scene.

Actually, I can understand everything, I can't see anything clearly, I just don't want to lose any memories worth cherishing.

But he was even more ruthless than I thought.

I know that no matter what I do, I can't get him to like me by being moved, and I've never had this luxury, but he uses me again and again (can I understand that) just because I used to like him.

You have your pursuits, but I also have my life. What you get and what you can't get, what you are kind and unwilling to get, you shouldn't force it on me, and I don't owe you, yes, I don't owe him anything.

But the result? Blame me for not helping you recover it?

Blame me for not bringing her back to you? Imperial Dawn.

But don't you think it's too capricious?

If I had known this, I wouldn't have bothered to help you.

Do you understand? I don't ask me to help you with anything in return, but you blame me in turn.

Also, thank you very much, for shattering my illusions about you again and again and the justification I made for you in my heart (he just doesn't like me, he's fine).

Thank you for letting me see who you really are.

You can like anyone, no one is against it.

But I can't afford to hurt you.

No one gives you that right.

If it's just for use, the farther you go, the better.

If you don't like it, don't mess with me.

Do you know why she doesn't like you? It's your cowardice, your cowardly ruthlessness.

Actually, I had already guessed that this would be the result, but I didn't want to hit you so early.

Heh......I'm glad that I didn't talk much at the time, otherwise would you think that I deliberately didn't want you to reconcile? But what happens after helping, isn't the ending still the same, thankless?

From now on, you don't even deserve to be in my memories.

I never wanted to be with you.

I just miss my original self, the self who was never trapped by love.

At that time, I was tired. Actually, no one has understood me all along. I'm used to pretending to be strong, I'm used to being alone to face all....I don't know what I want?

Sometimes, I can talk to everyone very happily, I can be very presumptuous, but no one knows, it's just a disguise, a very deliberate disguise. I can make myself happy and happy. But he couldn't find the source of happiness, just smirked.

I'm not used to telling people about things, because I'm not used to people looking at me with pity. Actually, I cherish the people around me, but the pressure of life makes me good at forgetting, and I think that forgetting can make me happy...However, I felt more loneliness...The night is coming, and the air around me is cold....A man sits on the grass in a daze at the sky....I don't know what's going on in my head...Nostalgia for the past, that's all....Actually, I'm also longing for someone to understand me; It can come into my heart...Actually, I'm tired and really want to let go of everything....But the pressure of reality can only make me walk slowly with these on my back...Log into your own space to see how many people still care about me, who have come to see me, how much space dynamics I have...Then, pull down, pull down again...What's more important is the dynamics of the person I care about....But just looking, not bothering....When did I find out that I no longer like to write logs, even if there is an up-to-date log, I will be preceded by a ***....It's not that I'm lazy, it's that I'm tired...I would like to use other people's language to express my feelings...hangs, but does not go online; hangs up, but doesn't chat; Just repeating 'grouping' and 'closing grouping'...is online to pass the loneliness; Stealth is to avoid disappointment; Some people say: stealth is the bad guy!

Actually, it's not that the bad guys are invisible, it's that they're afraid that they'll be disappointed...That's it, hanging, invisible, watching the little by little changes of others....Incognito is not the way I want to talk! When? I don't like chasing, but I want to be as alive as I used to.

When? I silenced myself, but I wanted to know more about my so-called friends. I like to turn off the lights and let the silence wrap me in the middle of the night, but I'm afraid of the night...I also get together with friends once in a while, or have fun; Or disappointed, occasionally, I will be lonely to pick up and open the address book, over and over again...But I don't know who to call、、、 no matter how good things are, there will be a day when they are lost, and no matter how deep the memory is, there will be a day when they are forgotten; No matter how much you love, there will be a day when you will go away; What should be given up will never be kept, and what should be cherished will never let go!

[Time Changed Everything Essay 900 Words] At that time, I was very tired Actually, no one has understood me, time, changed everything Essay 900 Words. I'm used to pretending to be strong, I'm used to being alone to face all....I don't know what I want to do Sometimes, I can be very happy talking to everyone, I can be very presumptuous; But no.

I don't know what to miss, but I do.

I don't know when I began to learn to face this cold world alone, always thinking that I could be invincible, or at least full of confidence. But in the end, I realized that it was just [I] who took the shirt as the segment.

Be brave to face what you dare not face, [calmly] face what you don't want to face, and [calmly] face what you don't or should face.

Confront! Confront! Always have to face it!

Face it, this cold world will always teach you.

You can choose to linger, or you can choose to hesitate, that is, you can't escape, and to escape is to perish.

Let's face it! You can have no heart or lungs, or you can tear your heart and lungs, but you must not escape, and to escape is to perish.

Confront! Confront! It's always time to face it.

Face it, this false world will always teach you.

You can choose to be tolerant or you can choose to forgive, but you should not ignore it, and ignoring it will only cause pain.

Let's face it! It can be heartless and heartless, or it can be heartbreaking, but it should never be ignored, ignoring only pain.