If I choose the first path and it is not the case, no one will be waiting for me where I look back. But life doesn't allow assumptions. So I walked this road, but when I silently looked back, I realized that at the end of this road, no one was waiting for me. I am confused, I am stricken, I am sorry, I'm afraid, I’m just a child, walking alone on a dark road, coming from somewhere I don’t know and heading somewhere I don’t know... - Text / Small Track, my recent status has been very bad, so bad that I couldn't help but curse at friends who care about me. So every day, while playing with friends, I've tormented them enough, and now I have to apologize to each friend. I think I've gone mad, as you said: Congratulations on finally being yourself, no longer having to force yourself to lead a normal life, because I believe that is crazy, why do you pretend to be normal? A friend said, besides feeling bad, you must criticize a pass, curse you to accompany me in sadness. If some people feel that change can be considered skill, then I think I still have the ability to change your mood. Friend C said: Several times I wanted to break up the youth club, and Oscar, the bad guy, Sasa, the girl would come to dissuade me, they said, we don't need to speak, just a quiet stay here will be very happy. Sometimes I look at those who chat and tears well up. I always thought he lost everything, trapped in the network to fight his own hedge, struggling with devilish hearts, and made it back to normal victory, only to fail and become the devil. Now, I found that I am not nothing, I have the youth club, I have room for those warm words, there is the concern of my friends, and their comforting smiles I called my friends too. Long ago, within this group were small steps, we chatted about childhood memories, we bullied a few people together, we missed PS with a group, we walked with a smile, sad, and struggled again. However, one day small step returned to the group, and that day, their cries were very powerful. I don't want the youth club to scatter after all, but Oscar, the girl, Sasa, etc., some of them re-grouped back when I still have the courage to accept friends' dispersal? Clearly, I do not have the courage, so I have to dissolve the youth club, but these friends still stop me. Waves dance, no parting in real life is together, so I try to put you in a position of indifference, deliberately not caring about our friendship unconsciously, thinking that way I can leave you free and easy, beginning his one-man travel. I imagine that one day, I will not use their Q-number, I'll throw my cell phone into the lake, I'll erase his name from the network, completely disappearing from your face. Long after, you won't forget the small track you scoffed at every day. I think you will forget, so I’m sure no one is waiting for me in place, like one day I decided to forget all the time, erasing you completely from memory. Of course, it's just my thoughts. I told these ideas to Small Fight, and Small Fight loudly scolded me, "Haha, didn't know you discovered it too late." If you had found it originally, then I'm mad, and I will have friends? Would not it? In this world, who would go to friends with a madman? If you are not crazy and friends, then my small track, there is no real friend. Sorry, I cheated with that kind of face to you. I'm just a lunatic, a madman shivering in the dark, no one will reach out to me, helping me out of the woods. Of course, I am also proud of being crazy, not putting my hand out to anyone. Even in the dark, I will never get to go. Because going out, and no one is waiting for me in the distance. Looking back, is the dark, I know, the same place no one is waiting for me. Since I go out or go back, no one cares, would I like to go? Yes, I would like to go. A man went to the end of time! I promised to help Cold Rain write an article about SEO, but busy work made me dizzy, many times wanting to host one foot, to relieve my heart of chaos. I hit the keyboard too painfully, issued calls of thorns, am I really violent? Such a weak woman, angry is so fierce and when! I do not know if Cold Rain would say I slipped my tongue, that I did not keep its promise? Tired, a small rail tired, very tired, very tired... Knowing Cold Rain's generosity, but seeing friends busy eating in front of the computer, they began too harshly, why they have problems, a friend’s total idea is trying to help me, but a friend asked me to do, but I haven't done it? However, the current state of my own makes it difficult for technical articles, how should I start? My head hurts, I don't want anything, what should be like, and so far no one I have, the same place and no one waiting for me, but I still go, so unexamined, stumbled go, go Haijiaotianya, went to the highest power... Related articles: [links provided].