In This Life

I've been to paradise, but I've never been to me.

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When You Are Scoled

When I’m sad, or in a wrong mood, I always recall the past things and people to my mind. Espeically when I see information of someone whom I’m familiar with. I don’t know why.

Maybe it means I want to get back to the past time. Because I’m not satisfied at the present situation.

I’m completely messed up. This ugly job almost pushes me to die.

There’s no funny time.

Even the WordPress service is blocked by the authorities. We can’t keep a diary freely on the Internet. We can’t talk about topics in public.

Why I’m restricted so deeply?

We can only tell ourselves in the deep heart. Don’t let it be seen or listened.