I have been fantasizing about this issue. After escaping from reality, I can have many wonderful things. Every night I can't sleep. When I have insomnia, I think about what I will do after I get into debt. As I think about it, it seems that my life has changed. There is a little bit of hope.
Everyone says that no matter what happens, living is the greatest hope. Don’t think about those messy giving ups. It’s because they have already landed, or have never experienced despair. Only those who are in it know how suffocating it is. Some people may say that whoever made you... It's all your own fault, it's all your excessive consumption, it's all...
Yes, you are right.
If I go ashore, I want to get drunk for a few times and then go to a traditional Chinese medicine doctor to recuperate my body. Because I have abused myself and made my body full of problems, spleen, stomach, liver are all scarred.
If I want to escape, I will reopen social networking, but I don’t want to contact anyone close to me. I will stay aloof and don’t want to ask for help. I will make an appointment with a stranger who has the same interests and go bungee jumping together. I can go to Happy Valley for a few days and fly as high as I can. Go shout and be wild...
Then take a plane to visit my old university place, go and eat and drink with my friends, I have a lot of emotions that I want to vent, I am too depressed...
and then live ruthlessly
