Everything, Start From Yourself

In this world, everything starts from yourself so love yourself first after thinking about others. love yourself article will change your thinking for yourself.

People are always depressed when love is a very heavy thing. However, you can think about your parents and brothers, look up at the stars and moons at night. God made this world, not that everyone is only alive for love. For the sun and the moon, why not, take two breaths of air, the low tide will pass. Thirty years later, it is ridiculous to think of the death of love for love.

Most people die in their 20s and 30s because, after this age, they are just their own shadows. The rest of the life is spent in imitating themselves, day after day, more mechanical, and more repetitively repeating them. What I have done in my lifetime, thinking and thinking, love and hate.

Sometimes I feel sad because I didn’t do anything, but I found that I couldn’t do anything; I didn’t have a choice because I didn’t have a choice, but I found that I could choose too much; sometimes I laughed loudly because I was not happy. Extremely, I found that I could not cry. Sometimes Weibo does not want to talk but finds that no one can talk.

I discovered that people are reluctant to learn to forget; people are jealous because they do not pretend. In fact, we are all just lonely children, eager for someone to hurt, eager for someone to love, and those who are eager to around never say goodbye to themselves. The season of sorrow and entanglement, deep and shallow memories, carrying the bags of youth, we are still walking alone. There is a memory in you, and my progress has power.

Most people die in their 20s and 30s because, after this age, they are just their own shadows. The rest of the life is spent in imitating themselves, day after day, more mechanical, and more repetitively repeating them. What I have done in my lifetime, thinking and thinking, love and hate.

Sometimes I feel sad because I didn’t do anything, but I found that I couldn’t do anything; I didn’t have a choice because I didn’t have a choice, but I found that I could choose too much; sometimes I laughed loudly because I was not happy. Extremely, I found that I could not cry. Sometimes Weibo does not want to talk but finds that no one can talk.

I discovered that people are reluctant to learn to forget; people are jealous because they do not pretend. In fact, we are all just lonely children, eager for someone to hurt, eager for someone to love, and those who are eager to around never say goodbye to themselves. The season of sorrow and entanglement, deep and shallow memories, carrying the bags of youth, we are still walking alone. There is a memory in you, and my progress has power.

I may be defeated, maybe I am lost, maybe I can’t reach anywhere, maybe I have lost everything, I can only talk about how to struggle, maybe I just smashed a ruin in vain, but I am alone in the drum, maybe here No one has placed a bet on me. It doesn’t matter. One thing is clear: at least I have something worth waiting for.

We envy the happiness of others. We always feel that we laugh too little. In fact, where do you know the troubles of others, perhaps under the smile of others, hide the deeper pain than you; we look forward to the happiness of others, always thinking that only ourselves and misfortune are in the same league. In fact, people don’t see you like this, but you don’t notice it. We are suspicious of others’ success. We always suspect that we are too defeated. In fact, as long as there is something to do, there is food to eat, and some people love, you will succeed