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Heck, today was... something. Woke up to the same old alarm, the same old room, the same ol' same ol'. My little town, it’s quiet, peaceful, kinda gets to you after a while though. Dreamt of the city again

Jeez, talk about a day, man! Tried that new-fangled thing, y'know, the city bus. Bit of a ride, I tell ya. Crowded, noisy - ugh! Not my cup of tea at all, reminds me of why I like quiet coffee shops and

I feel that the world loves me, I have long met the soft-hearted God, I was too concerned about a person, too hard to learn to get along with him, want to seize the little time to meet with him, ignoring

At the beginning of the story, I would like to ask a question. If one day you have to choose between life and death, when you live, you will lose the people you value, the things you value, and die, you

I shook my hand when I was shooting fireworks, So, the fireworks were turned into popcorn.

Make a formal self-introduction, try to post an article. I come from a small city and like to ride a bicycle. Carrying a bag with only an umbrella, putting on headphones to randomly play favorite music,

All your stress is because you want it too much, all your pain is because you are too serious, and there are things that cannot do what you want, just to remind you that it is time to turn. If everything