Reminiscing and female emotions — Sensual and pivotal
想念和女性情緒 — 感性和樞紐
‘I wanna stay by myself’ 事情演變到極致時，就會明白擁抱火焰就是在埋葬自己。
Human is lovely, human is also hateful. We’ve all gone from being good kids to bloodshot demons with bloodshot eyes? The darkness of the night has landed countless nights, and the heart just needs a little comfort. Those who you miss someone’s good may only satisfy your sense of loss of weeping in the night. Hands wrapped warmly around your entire back, stroking the hair on top of your head, say you are a good girl but turn around and leave. Just pinch off one of your stamens, and they no longer appear, this is called trauma. The story plays out again and this causes Post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD). Looking at things in the wrong direction with the right idea, ‘correction’ will definitely exceed the shelf life of the flower. Flowers are fragile and need to be cared for, so using the wrong or more force is a sin. Persevered for 4 days, and finally collapsed? Tell the self in the back of my mind that I can, but the tears just love to fall from the eyes, the wet lower eyelashes turn into the shape of feathers. The daytime rush of pedestrians, the decorative clothing of everyone is so outstanding. Just the night, just on the night, curled up, but longing. Ultimately, we can only rely on ourselves to cross the tribulation, because the other side, will never stand in the position we expect. The dreams you make in your head are being dashed to pieces by the rain of reality; You knead your heart, it still beats hard; You are mixed in the crowd, like an uncontrolled fish in a big wave. The various games of life will leave you exhausted, you are trying to capture the best picture by mixing it into the mud, and the tilted view seems to reverse the black and white. The clock hand that opens the night always turns, as usual, self-satisfaction is a big jump. The beauty before your eyes is beautiful, and the ugliness before your eyes is really ugly. Keeping our distance may be protecting ourselves more often than not. No need to deliberately say goodbye, people will gradually fade out of each other’s life trajectory. Just like he and she, you and I, who are always opposing each other in the same universe. Perhaps the turn of latitude just happened to be the one that made the embrace possible.
‘I wanna stay by myself’ . . When things go to the extreme, it will be clear that embracing the flame is burying yourself.
2021 ended soon, and the bleak interpersonal relationships were silently extinguished along with it. All the buried tears fused with the seawater, leaving with loneliness. Every image of our pleasure, the dark line that we alone hideous over, the moments when we were comforted by half a stranger, has been engraved. Those painful feelings, the silent farewell after the clamour; In fact, they are all small hiccups that push us into true happiness. We hope that the people who have given us joy and pain will one day feel true happiness, just as they choose to withdraw when they cannot give us happiness. To receive and give love is an ability, to fit in and be willing to tolerate imperfections is a voluntary and sacred awareness. The journey of human life is to do something to run to happiness, who left who is the best choice, right? Although letting go is wrapped in tears, but here is where we say goodbye. Just like when we first met, we prayed for each other with all the happy images we had created together.
We stretch our wings and dance through the most beautiful lines in the sky. It is the chapter written together with the blue of the sea and the softness of the clouds. Too pliant, and unexpected.