Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My my my my my my my my my my my…
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer
A month ago when I was packaging my stuff, I found a few papers with scribbled handwriting on it. Soon I remembered this, it was approximately 20 days before NCEE and I was writing something about my excursive moods. My way of writing is kinda strange, ‘cos I used almost all of the conjunctions we learned and I could still keep the subject in my control.
Now, as a digital backup, I typed it here. If you wanna read, then read, read it as a 17 year old boy’s moods. And if you wanna laugh, laugh, remember it was once something very serious. But keep silence, okay? I have nothing more to lose. What else did you expect me to say?
Some changes have been made to correct the grammar mistakes and misuse of words. Original handwriting has no title, and I name it What Else Did You Expect Me To Say by now.
借微博之手（最先看到 Echo 推荐这部电影，谢谢她），昨天又看到了一部好电影，日本的《告白》。