what a stinking load of narcissistic jib-jabbering shit... death is death, there's no meaning, no afterlife, no evolution, no higher existence, the cold and barren universe doesn't give two shits about your "human legacy", just accept it and move on living your pathetic life dipshit...
像是“There's a crack in my wall”分崩之后我们才见到墙上布着的裂痕痛苦成型、制造破坏的时候它才有了声音我们都不会喜欢家庭里的争吵拖慢生活的步伐它们暗伏在记忆里成为阴影JY灌溉系统游戏唐小米笔趣阁同时是脚上累赘的沙袋但电视剧里的分裂、埋怨系牢原因小小的事件编织针脚缜密无从拆卸乔治与布兰达在酒吧相遇交换那一句话危险临门可那种交流的戛然而止却是更大危险的开始