Life is like a dream; when you wake up, you wipe away your tears.

Listening to sad music stirs my emotions; it's as if the music speaks to my heart, my helplessness, my despair. Loneliness has become my best friend; no matter what, I can only rely on myself. I've gotten used to drinking coffee, listening to sad music, daydreaming, and being alone...
Don't ask me why I'm so pessimistic again, or what happened; I just want to record my feelings right now.
Friends: I used to have many friends, very good friends, but as time went by, the increasingly distant contact has made us forget each other, forget our childhood playmates. But beautiful memories will never disappear. Even if we're no longer in contact, even if they've vanished without a trace, those happy moments in my memory remain. Now, although I have fewer and fewer friends, and I'm even gradually losing touch with them, it's not that I want to forget; it's that I feel increasingly lonely. There are some things I can't tell you, my friends, and some things I don't want you, my friends, to know. I want to leave those best memories forever in my friends' hearts. People change, and I change too…
There are gains and losses; losing some things will cause heartache and sadness. I don't know when it started, but I've come to like solitude, and I'm willing to be alone. I don't know when it began, but in my memory, loneliness occupies most of my space. I can no longer remember when I was happy, when I was joyful. I'm not a nostalgic person; I generally choose to forget the past, especially people I've liked or loved. I can't even remember how long it's been since I last thought of them, and their images have become blurred. Sometimes I really doubt if you ever truly existed in my world. Why can't I remember anything about you? Perhaps life is like a dream, perhaps we are currently asleep, and one day we'll wake up to find that it was just a very, very long dream. A dream filled with many people, many experiences—happy, joyful, blissful, sad, sorrowful, and despairing—but it really was just a dream. Everything was just a dream, a very, very long dream, and when we wake up, we'll be all alone…

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