Is it really right?

I will continue to do whatever I say, and I mean everything. It's just that the process won't be wonderful, because I am a very bad person myself.

I think every bad adjective I can think of can describe me.

I think the most direct and effective way to get rid of the bad influence caused by me is to stay away from me by any means possible.

I think I have gradually lost my mind... As the saying goes, "If you are close to vermillion, you will be red, and if you are close to ink, you will be black." I always feel that people who are close to me will be "dark" to the extreme.

Stay away from me, walk on the road to cleanse your heart, wash away the charisma, and be your original self.

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I have been feeling very mixed these days, as I have witnessed with my own eyes the existence and disappearance of some of the most precious things for human beings.

I was doubting myself these days until I met some elderly people. They talked a little too much, but when I wanted to find an excuse to "escape", the old man said: "What you young people have done is great and glorious."

Hearing these words made me very ashamed and felt that I was too small and naive. I think what I did was really just making excuses for my own selfishness. I don’t really want to be that kind of person.

Of course, I am very lucky that people from that era are not far behind yet.

I don’t want to hear any way to live in the world, even if it is correct; but I just don’t want to hear it.

I also know that the world is not black and white, but I just cannot understand the occurrence of certain events, cannot extricate myself, and even become passive and world-weary.

For people like me, I think living alone in the future is the right answer.

I have always felt that a person with extremely unstable emotions is a disaster for anyone, regardless of age.

One more thing, don't show even a little kindness to me, I can't afford it.

No matter what anyone but me thinks, I always feel like I don’t deserve these things. Because time has fully proven that every good thing that happens to me, I will destroy it with my own hands; now looking back, it turns out that I did this many years ago.

I am so miserable, there is no solution.

I am just idle, I just think too much, I am just very idle, I just like to think too much, and I find that I can’t change it. Because it has been like this for more than ten years and has not changed for so long. It should be difficult to change in the future. It's not a problem in the past few years; everything I did was just to satisfy my selfish desires.

Don't tell me that you haven't experienced the polishing of society. If society can really domesticate me, I have only one purpose in living, which is to leave comfortably. After all, any existing method is painful.

Is it really right? It’s really wrong, but I really want to keep doing it.

I used to feel that many people had no faith, but I suddenly discovered that I was the one who had the least faith. How could a person with true faith seek death and survival every day? How can it be possible to think about the meaning of life every day? The answer is obvious, I just don't want to admit it.

I think the only thing I have in common with everyone else is that we all end up dying. This is the only thing I have in common with everyone else.

After all, I became a very torn person and wrote very torn articles.