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Seven hundred and fifth chapter put down 2

Today I saw a blind date girl writing this, and I don’t know who this is talking about. I think this is not what I am talking about. I think I am not the person she is talking about. I think there is a fundamental difference between me and the person she describes. The difference is that I am not the person she is talking about. But I don’t know who she is talking about. I won’t verify it. Anyway, it’s not me. This must not be me, because this description looks like a nonsense person. He must have met some speechless person!

This must not be me, because I can't let her be speechless. I just let her be speechless. She didn't even say anything, and didn't know how to say it, so why did she be speechless? So what she said must not be me, because this is something she can say, and this is also language. This must not be me, right? Do you think so too? Is there such a fundamental difference?

I also think so. Is there such a fundamental difference? I said that we have such an essential difference. If you don’t believe it, I will not lie. I am not such a person. After all, I am not a person without self-knowledge! So I don’t know who this is. It must be a very hateful person. As for who this is, I don’t know. I don’t bother to know this. I am not lazy to know this. I am not saying that this is. Why do I know this? Right, do you understand it the same as me, and it must be the same as what I think.

Our blind date girl wrote this, and I don’t know if she had encountered something unhappy or something that made her unhappy. Such a person is really hateful. How can we treat our cute blind date girl like this? Our blind date is so good, isn’t it good for you to do this? Who are these people? I’m drunk too. How can we let our blind date girl meet such a person? It’s enough for her to meet me. If she wants to meet something else, isn’t this too cruel to our blind date girl?

I don’t know what happened to her, whether she encountered something unhappy, and didn’t tell me about this, so I was happy too. I like to hear others say that I am unhappy. After hearing other people’s unhappy things, I feel that I am much better than others, so I am happy. Could it be that this aunt has always come here recently? This must be what the aunt said about her, otherwise she wouldn’t say that, it must be like this, otherwise why would she say it?

"There are always some hypocritical people who always think that they are particularly good at thinking, always feel that they are talented, and there is no such thing at all, and they always feel that they are coming. This is the most terrible thing. I don't know what he thinks. Why can't this be a little clearer? Every day, I am always sentimental, this is also melancholy, and that is melancholy, and this is just a tone. Thinking about it, I feel disgusting, this is not a tone, this is pedantic. You people don't know anything, this is still a big speech, and I feel very sad, and I am also drunk."

She said that some people are talking about some people. She said that the so-called research, or thoughts or readings of novels are meaningful? Pursuing spiritual achievements requires first material foundation. You have nothing to do. This talks about the noble spirit every day, this talks about how pure your soul is, how healthy your body and mind are, and you have taken advantage of this good. This makes others say that others are not good, this others are not noble, that you are noble; others are not pure, that you are pure; others are not healthy, that you are the healthiest. I don’t know what you think, that this can be more normal.

Any philosopher has reached conclusions after experiencing countless hardships and practices, instead of lying on the comfortable chair of his home every day to think about those famous quotes. For example, this diary, novel or blog is for people to read. It is for posting. It is written to make everyone happy. It is for others to be inspired, and it is for others to have some insights. Please do not add a noble label. Don’t say what it is for self-rescue and self-reflection. This is for your soul or my soul! I don’t understand this. You can also explain clearly whether the redemption you are talking about is for redemption. It is just to record your life, or just to simply write down your own experiences or feelings.

If that is true, you can write it yourself in your own notebook and read it yourself. If your friends can know your recent life, you can also write it in one place or on the Internet, and post the duplicate content to several different places for people to see. Why? What is this for? It is to attract other people's attention or to become famous. If you say you write well, it's just that if you don't write well and you still have to make a noise, I'll say you. It's obvious that I'm eager to pay attention.

When you hear different voices from others, you will really think, why do others do this? And keep that passage. Instead, you feel uncomfortable and then delete the pertinent words that others say. Yes, you cannot hear different suggestions. You are hypocritical. This truly excellent author can listen to suggestions from all aspects, change his immature ideas, constantly improve himself, and finally do this best. People like you who do not listen to other people's suggestions are hypocritical. I look down on people like you.

After seeing our blind date girl's feelings, I felt that she was saying it very well! Although I don't know who she is talking about and what she means, I think she is saying it very reasonably. This excellent person must be what she thinks. I have been working hard to be the excellent person like our blind date girl. I think I can be as good as our blind date girl thinks. I think I am not outstanding yet, but with the so-called girlfriend of our blind date girl, I think I can become better and I can also become the excellent person in her mind. Haha, I am so happy to think about it!

When a man has an appointment, I refuse, and when a girlfriend has an appointment, I arrive immediately. Why is this man always very different from a woman? This woman is often the opposite. When a man has an appointment, they refuse, and when a girlfriend has an appointment, they arrive immediately. I don’t know what they are having together, it must be fun. I don’t understand this. It seems that I am too simple. I really can’t understand it. This era is changing too fast, so I can’t adapt. Why is this man always very different from a woman? I don’t know why this man comes, and I don’t know what they think. Well, this is because they don’t have a heart!

Actually, I thought of walking around, but there was really no place to walk alone. Where is this? Where is it suitable for me? Where can I become not alone? Maybe it is not possible, so I don’t know how to go or how to walk, but although I want it in my heart, I seem to be very tired of emotions, boring! Don’t look for me. When I have time, I just want to go alone, and I am just staring at this computer alone. I know this is not good, but there is really no way to do this. You say I can’t continue writing, I don’t stare at the computer, I still send it to this computer. Spring.

I am lonely inside but I also reject the people around me. This is a feeling of loneliness. This feeling is really strong and makes me feel very painful. When will I live like an ordinary person? There are many friends here, instead of always being alone. I really can't do this, I really don't know what to do, I don't know what to do, I really can't do this, I really can't do this, hey. My mind is filled with strange and extreme contradictory thoughts. I am picky and rude, barbaric but delicate.

I was very good, had a very quiet meal, I was typing quietly, I was still thinking about this Jingjing and something, I was drunk, this was really laughing, this was really funny, this really hurts people like me, this hurts my self-esteem too much. I don’t want to talk nonsense here, I really don’t have a fake pick, am I just finished?

Alas, I think I'm really finished. I think this is really finished. No one looks at this. You said I'm so finished! I won't use this adjective to describe my mood at this moment. Anyway, it means it's over. I'm really pitiful. Can you stop saying that I'm pitiful? I'm drunk. How can you make me feel in love like this? No matter how pitiful I am, I won't feel pitiful. You know, I'm a man!

It's so handsome. This man cannot make others feel pitiful. This is absolutely not allowed. You are so cruel to say that a handsome man like me is pitiful! It's really hateful. If you didn't see you as my strong-willed face, I'll cry to you, and see if you still see me pitiful? OK, I'm really pitiful. I'm not allowed to say that I'm pitiful in the future. If anyone wants to say that I'm pitiful, I'll be anxious with anyone, do you know?
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