It’s ironic, right? Love is a format of bullshit.
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cleaning out my closet…
我也不知道应该怎么翻译。EM当时是离家出走了，还是从学校退学了？
我做了前者。
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今天的一切让我想起一句话。
爱情就像两个人拉橡皮筋，受伤的总是不愿放手的人。
没想到这句话居然被写在了她的博客上。
这句话。
就是他妈的放屁。这叫做爱情？滥情吧。
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Let me have some irony.
To be honest, Miss Somebody, u r really living a tiring life.
You think you’re very happy whereas i’m in a great sorrow, don’t you.
wow, actually it is not only me that crying alone in bed… i wasn’t aware of this before.
your doleful expression is embed on your face every day.
your fake smile is always the same and never has a change.
i do be very sad through these days, but how about you?
one day i will be happy again, no matter with who, you or another girl.
but one day you will feel damned.
it is the most evilest kind of damn, let u accompanied with the life-long guilty.
don’t tell me you have 100% forget Lau. you’re trying not to think of him, right? you just cannot do it.
I promise to you, i will give you the poison in the future.
but two kinds.
one for happiness.
one for enmity.
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