no different but special

遇到一些人。他们知道很多，什么都能聊，却聊不起来。他们经常问问题，对于自己不懂的东西会以逗号没有空格的速度问一句：“为什么？” 以至于我会误解他们是不想让我说下去。也许，是要表现对于知识的饥渴吧。

不过时常，是我听着他们说。他们想吐，我还有我还有我还有，要吐啦！

于是要吐啦和反问速度之结合，我打消交流的念头。

他们缺什么呢？或者我脑袋有病吗？

应该要博学，但那些一览众山晓的谈吐很迷惑人。解释：听我说听我说听我说呀！

都不是想承认不想承认的问题了，是觉得这样特傻！！糟糟的在自己逗自己玩，腻了。。有正经没正经的反正自暴自弃is never an option！

HEAL HEAL HEAL

为什么，那么多傻子，那诗，我笑他人傻什么的，他人笑我太疯癫。。。记不住了。可是就是这样的啊，什么3维世界。。。以人的这么多标准来说，世界不知道是几维了已经。

废！

无所谓你说什么，我们不是一个维的。我不唾弃，我不清高，我继续维着。请自己找到维ing的方向，HAOMA!!

又要开始没病呻吟，无痛作毙了。没事没事～就一会会儿。哎呀，屏幕有点亮，调暗一点，恩。。

Just need a hug~ I would like to hug everyone in my life who brings me happiness. I would like to hug those who need courage in their lives. I would like to be a hugger --if there is a word like this-- because I just need a hug.

I want to cry at some certen times in a day, but it's too difficult to do so, peopel around, tissue not around....

I'm listening to Mj's song, the volume, the song and the light all remind me of my childhood and how I got to sleep by listening to those songs.

I was sad, exiting and comfortable.. then I fell asleep.

I'm missing myself.

Fuck the job, fuck the money, fuck you fade people, fuck your personality...I DONT CARE!SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU PIECE OF SHIT

I need a hug then I will enjoy myself in doing something that I am interested in. I can go around the would, draw and write my mind, ask questions about everything that I don't know, sit and watch people walking, listen to music which makes me dancing, smiling, thinking or crying... 

People, in whom I get less and less interesting, are shaped and hard to change. However, I don't want to change anyone, but also I can't accept everyone. Listening is all I can do to show my respect, without any response or feedback, cause I don't want to be involved in your life. And I can understand you if you have nothing to say to me after I happily tell you about what has happened in my life. There is nothing to blame you for, and you go on living your life... shaped people closing themselves, in some aspects, is an element divides the world into different groups. Which group are you in? 

.......

let's give the current shife, shit life, an end. 

To my dead glass

my dearest glass, you died today, Feb. 25th, a day which is not happy. the worse, i lost you.

you were like a friend to me, and more than a friend. no matter when, no matter how, no matter cold or hot, no matter clean or dirty, been with me for so long a time.

but today, i lost you. forever..

you were made in Russia, i can't replace you with any glass which is made in china, even though you look the same, but the truth is you are the one!

it was not real. time! please go back. i miss you my dear glass. you knew me the most than anyone that is be with me, even my pillow...

deep regret of not taking care of you.

you were my past.