Why are we humans born in this world?
If we are just alive to go through obstacles,
suffer and die in the end,
then what's the use of living?
To find friends and meaning in life?
So what?
we will still DIE IN THE END.
If a person can love one without a reason, so can a hater?
I knew it from the start.
What a pity?
Why is my lovely clique experiencing so many things
this past few days?
Stupid poly life