If I could, I would stop the passage of time.But hour follows on hour, minute on minute, each second robbing me of a morsel of myself for the nothing of tomorrow.I shall never experience this moment again.
你能写出真相的唯一方法就是假设你写下的东西永远不会被读到。
The more you love yourself, the less nonsense you'll tolerate.
忧愁在我心中沉寂平静,正如黄昏在寂静的林中。