You are the hormone of walking in my eyes.

I am the protagonist of the story.

I don't need to be saved.

| 500 days with Summer

1

your truth is all in the lie,

your lies are in the wind,

I can't hear the wind,

I can only read your lips,

read my own sex,

accidentally read that I love you.

while surprised,

is not sure whether this love is in the wind or in your lies.

2.

I have a unique obsession with touch.

this seems to be the privilege of sensitive people.

when I express my affection and acceptance of a person, I like to take the other person's arm and imply that you are within my safety line.

for someone who doesn't really want to get in touch with, I also annoyingly choose to be cold or not to answer.

you see, it is not so easy to meet people who are predestined with you.

not to mention the intimacy of the skin.

I don't approve of loveless sex. I don't know if it's because of Cancer.

I looked at a lot of people around me carefully, and most of them went like this:

the more yellow they are, the less they have sex.

on the contrary, those who giggle with their heads are happy to be released.

when someone says I'm going to sleep with someone I like, it's often just big words.

however, success always belongs to those who act immediately.

and more people wish that

my future husband will ask a girl to be kind to him, and for the fruit of the future, please take fewer detours.

3.

the body is the most beautiful obsession.

is the last step about the weight of love.

when I love someone, the other person can become a walking hormone in my eyes.

I want to touch each other, like a raccoon eating nuts, a little closer.

I have a friend who doesn't get in touch with me very often. I remember her telling me when she was a freshman that she ran into her ex-boyfriend because of the elders' party. During the meal, the two of her sat together. She was very close to her and embarrassed. The right hand holding chopsticks was wearing a bracelet that was obviously with her new girlfriend. She subconsciously reached out and tried to touch it. The boy immediately stepped aside. Her hand stopped awkwardly in mid-air and drew back stiffly.

thought of a short film by Lou Ye called love and bruises.

I don't think it's particularly good-looking, it's depressing, but it's real.

A woman tries to use her body to retain a man, but the man no longer loves her and even feels disgusted to touch her.

and vice versa, men and women are alike.

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4.

I want to sleep with you because I miss you.

because I can't sleep,

I can't sleep.