I didn't turn on the light in my room, and went straight to the bed. I know the school uniform will
wrinkle like this, but I am not in the mood to change it. Just to sigh greatly. Just for this, I took off the
bow tie. I put it on my hand and squeezed it tightly, and found that the texture was similar to his tie,
which made me very embarrassed. It's over. Messed up. Made a mistake. "Ahhh..." I didn't expect
that I would make such a dull sound. Even if I knew that my family couldn't hear me, I still buried my
face in the pillow. If you shout out as much as you want, your mood will be lighter. So I tried to shake
my feet and squealed my face into the pillow a few times, but the irritation that was stuck in my
heart showed no sign of dissipating. Therefore, I keep repeating the few words that entangled in my
heart. It's over. Messed up. Made a mistake. I have failed many times and missed many things, but
today is the most outrageous. I got everything wrong, and most importantly, I got the sense of
distance wrong, whether it is physical or spiritual. It's okay in the club room. I still have the
confidence to take a good measure, but it doesn't work on the monorail, not even the coffee shop.
The more I recalled today's events, the more clearly the fact that I was very noisy was placed in front
of me. Although there have been several times of self-loathing so far, this is the first time that I am
so embarrassed. Just remembering what happened today, my face became hot. Then couldn't help
but screamed out, covering his forehead with his hand. "Excited,too much" I looked up at the pitchblack ceiling, and these words ran out of my mouth without knowing it. Only by appealing to words
and giving shape to it will it eventually become a reality. This is me, this is me. When asked what it
was, he couldn't answer a word. Obviously he gave the answer to her, but he felt disappointed
because he didn't hear the answer he wanted. After that, he couldn't even speak, just kept laughing.
In the final analysis, I am afraid of resorting to words, afraid of turning it into facts. It is not difficult
to summarize it in one sentence. Anyone can name this relationship. However, I am really scared to
do these things. Fear of putting correct and complete truth on words that are full of errors, thus
ignoring the emotions overflowing from it. Because once you have neglected and failed, you can
never get back to the original state. I think that because of this, we did not resort to words. Without
confirming through words, I came to the present. He would definitely say that it is completely
unnecessary. I also feel that it is completely unnecessary. but In this case, then what are we?