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I have nothing to do every day now, maybe my previous life has exhausted all my energy, I just want to lie in bed and think about it every day.I can't sleep, I can't do anything, some nights, I look at the mottled marks printed on the ceiling through the curtains, and I can even feel that my life is being stolen little by little, and the thief is the one next to me phantom.

In fact, my luck is not bad. I was not killed by poverty, and I worked hard to live on the land. I succeeded. In this era of laughing at the poor but not laughing at prostitutes, I can be a dignified person.If life comes to an abrupt end at this time, I have no complaints. For those on the same starting line, I have gone far enough. In their limited life and knowledge, I may have crossed the finish line and headed towards the edge of the earth.

It would be nice if life could actually be stolen and brought back to life.In this world, not everyone is obsessed with their own life. For me, a long life journey is not a beautiful thing. Therefore, if there is one more person by my side, even if life takes It's so difficult to share half of it with him, at least someone will accompany you.

It may be too lonely, I can't sleep at night now, and I can still see my life in another parallel time and space on the ceiling, which is a happy life that is beyond expectation.I lived with my biological parents since I was a child. There are no human traffickers or people who buy children. I grew up peacefully and normally, went to school quietly, and graduated with a stable job. Then I had another small family of my own at the age of 30. , and later had a lovely child, and took the child to meet both parents during the holidays, and occasionally the family went on a trip.

What a happy life this is.Unfortunately, my real life is just this side of the world.But fortunately, now I can still have a phantom to accompany me.Although it cannot be touched, it can be accompanied spiritually.

People are prone to self-destruction in extreme loneliness. Human beings live in groups, and prolonged loneliness will only make them go to extremes.I am just an ordinary person, and I also hope to be accompanied by someone, whether it is in reality or in fantasy.And because of the living environment since I was a child, I have been living too busy, so that I have not had any close friends so far.The inner depression can only be poured out on the Internet, and the Internet is a magical place.

When you tell a lie, people will believe it and go along with it. When you tell the truth, they will not believe it and criticize your malicious hype.This is such a magical place, where it only takes a moment to turn black and white, and fiddle with right and wrong.