属于我的海市蜃楼

你这个死男人。

什么都新的。

但是很烂。

新衣服新裤子新鞋子新电话新device新harddisk。

就是没有新生活。

就是没有新的未来。

我呢。什么都旧的。

但是我并不介意。

我很开心他们都是旧的。

因为都很有价值。

都很有纪念性。

比你的好呢。

哎。

不比了。

你只喜欢赢别人。

总不让别人赢你。

我能怎样呢。

whatever u feel like, its what you feel.

that belongs to you.

i wont change whatever in me. unless that's bad n need to be changed.

then i will.

i wont give up liking you.

but that feeling will decrease.

until a point that i will slowly dun feel anything anymore.

And that's it.

Its all over and i can be free again.

Dude, how i hope that day can come even faster.

i wanna let myself free.

No one could ever bother me anymore.

just leave me alone.

stop finding me.

let me be free.

so i'll be free like.... soon.

ur new device need new mama.

i doesnt mean that is me.

but some part of me meant that.

ok whatever.