It is difficult to like someone
It is simple to like someone
It is brave to like someone
It is timid to like someone
It is good to like someone
It is bad to like someone
It is happy to like someone
It's sad to like someone.
But if liking someone is such a contradiction,
why am I born in this world?

When can God send me a boyfriend who understands all my thoughts? I feel like I'm going crazy.😭No one can fully understand me.But because some people understand some of my feelings, I can barely live in this world.

When you wake up after a lie-in, and the cool wind outside the window caresses you, you may feel that the world is not so bad.