每一种创伤，都是另一种成熟
Happiness is just on my hands, and even lost sense of direction, but still not afraid.幸福就是只要牵对了手，就算失去了方向感，但仍然不会害怕。
Happiness is just on my hands, and even lost sense of direction, but still not afraid.幸福就是只要牵对了手，就算失去了方向感，但仍然不会害怕。
Each trauma, is another kind of maturity.每一种创伤，都是另一种成熟。
I lied when I said I didn’t like you. I lied when I said I didn’t care. I lie every time I try to tell myself I will never fall for you.我说不爱你，那是假话；我说不在乎，那是假话；我告诉自己对你再不会有感觉了，那也是假话。
Accept what was and what is, and you’ll have more positive energy to pursue what will be.接受过去和现在的模样，才会有能量去追寻自己的未来。
Happiness is just on my hands, and even lost sense of direction, but still not afraid.幸福就是只要牵对了手，就算失去了方向感，但仍然不会害怕。
Each trauma, is another kind of maturity.每一种创伤，都是另一种成熟。
I lied when I said I didn’t like you. I lied when I said I didn’t care. I lie every time I try to tell myself I will never fall for you.我说不爱你，那是假话；我说不在乎，那是假话；我告诉自己对你再不会有感觉了，那也是假话。
Accept what was and what is, and you’ll have more positive energy to pursue what will be.接受过去和现在的模样，才会有能量去追寻自己的未来。