Douluo Dalu March

I am a contradictory person, and my personality is also split, because my heart can give birth to countless selves, and they all have their own opinions and start to take turns criticizing me.

For example, I came across the sex education picture book, which fascinated me and solved many of my worries.But there is still a voice in my heart that blames myself, thinking that I am a bad girl for reading pornographic books. This voice has been criticizing myself, saying that I should not have wanted that album, let alone read that album.

At the same time, there is a third person who is arguing: Why can’t I read that sex education picture book?If those principles and knowledge are scientific, why can't they be mastered earlier?Just like fire, a lighter is used for cooking and cooking, not for arson. The key is what to use it for?I won’t use it to do bad things, let alone spread it. What’s the harm in knowing it earlier?It's a hundred times better than not knowing and being troubled all the time.

The fourth me in my heart mainly condemned and abused myself. I felt that I had done something disgraceful, very shameful, very despicable and dirty, and simply a scumbag... After thinking about it, I started to take out the blade again. , started to self-mutilate on my arm, I really don’t know how to punish myself properly?

Ever since I read that sex education picture book, I have been living on the verge of collapse due to self-blame for several days. The excitement and satisfaction I had just finished reading have completely disappeared, and my obsessive-compulsive disorder symptoms are getting more and more serious. But I didn’t even know that I had a mental illness, and of course my parents didn’t know either. No one knew, no one noticed my abnormality, no one cared about me, and I was completely mentally paralyzed.

This morning, I was riding my bicycle to school as usual. Passing by the intersection, I saw a fast motorcycle going from east to west. I was going from north to south. I didn't avoid it and headed towards it. My behavior obviously surprised the motorcycle rider. However, his speed was so fast that he was in front of me before he could brake. He was obviously trying to avoid it, but in the end, the motorcycle's back seat was still scratched. The back of my bike.

The impact was so great that I was thrown out of the saddle, shot upwards, and then fell down like a free fall. My lower body was suddenly stuck on the handlebars of the bicycle. I felt heartbreaking. It hurts, and then the lower body begins to bleed, as if menstruation is coming...

The man riding the motorcycle was a man in his 30s, and there was a man of the same age riding on his back seat. They stopped the motorcycle, and then looked back at me. For a moment, their motorcycles were like arrows again. ejaculated.I was left alone, sitting on the ground, too painful to get up.

At that time, I was extremely scared because my lower body was bleeding. It was not my period because my period had just ended.what is that?Maybe it's because the vagina is torn...

After sitting for a long time, the pain gradually faded away. I was able to stand up on my own and hold up the bicycle. The wheels on the back had some curve changes, but it was not serious. What was left was that a lot of paint was peeled off. In short, the bicycle can still be ridden. .And I seemed to be fine.

I got on my bike and continued on my way, all my thoughts were thinking about what just happened, what happened?What's wrong with me?At that time, why did you rush to that motorcycle?In fact, this is my suicide!

At that time, I thought that life was meaningless and it would be better to die. At this time, the motorcycle drove over quickly. Suddenly, I didn't understand why I had to avoid it?I don’t want to live anyway, so I might as well collide with it and die together.

If I die alone, let me die, just like what my father and mother often say: once I die, I will die!There is no greater sin than death!

The blood in the lower body has stopped flowing for a long time, and there is not that much, which makes me sure that the vagina is broken!

If it's broken, then it's broken, because before I saw that sex education picture book, I always thought that I was not a virgin, because my genitals were touched by a little boy when I was a child, so I always thought that I was already a virgin!

Alas, it is a pity that I have only known that I have been a virgin for a few days, and now I have finally lost it, the membrane that has been protecting me since I was born!

When I take a shower, when I sweat, when I play in the river, *** blocks dirt and bacteria from entering my abdominal cavity, but I didn’t expect it to withdraw from the stage of history in such an unexpected and unconventional way. !

When we arrived at school, it was noisy and it was already the stage of free review. At this time, the teacher no longer cared much about it. Everything was a foregone conclusion. Who could learn anything in the past two months?What else can anyone do?I sat stupidly on the chair, still feeling like I was in shock!Looking around, I wonder what others are doing?

Yan Mei is always surrounded by a group of boys. This girl, who is three years older than us, still regards herself as a peer, but she doesn't know that the head teacher has already told us the truth about students with better grades.I don't like her because she is so aggressive no matter what she says or does. She always seems to have an invisible force suppressing others. This is why girls stay away from her and boys get close to her!

Maybe there is a kind of competition that really has to do with gender.I really can’t explain clearly. Just because I didn’t want to sit at the same table with her, I had no choice but to continue to choose to sit with a boy at the same table. At the same time, this male deskmate misunderstood me and thought that I had a soft spot for him. How could that be possible?I don't like him at all, and he's not good at studying, but it doesn't affect me.If you misunderstand, just misunderstand. Just be clear about it!It takes time to resolve misunderstandings. Before the time comes, you would rather be misunderstood. The key is to have a clear mind like a mirror!

League Secretary Wang Yan completely broke with me just because squad leader Xiao Dong wrote a love letter to me, which is already known to everyone.I didn't take the love letter seriously at all, and Xiao Dong acted extremely indifferently, as if he had never written a love letter to me. In fact, I really hoped that he would show something, such as looking at me more, but he didn't, so It made me a little upset, but also made me feel a little calm, because after all, I still have Mitsuru Eben, a boy from my original class, in my heart!

Sometimes, it is impossible for a person to be moved by a love letter, because it is too ethereal!On the contrary, it is easy to be moved by a thing or a contribution. Actions are often more effective than love letters!However, sometimes qualitative changes also depend on quantitative changes. If you write love letters every day, you might be moved. Of course, Xiao Dong only wrote me one love letter, and when I didn't respond, he gave up!

On the contrary, I lost Wang Yan, a good friend, because of Xiao Dong. I am so upset!It's really because I don't like Xiao Dong. Otherwise, if I offend 1 people, so what?At the same time, I also blamed Wang Yan for being petty, but when I changed my mind, I realized that love is so selfish and cannot be shared!Just like I have been alienating Wu Junxia because of Ai Benchong, there is no reason at all.

In the third year of junior high school, everyone is sixteen or seventeen years old, and the world of love is becoming more and more full. It is understandable to have someone you like in your heart, but not everyone will openly pursue or fall in love. Most people secretly bury their good feelings. , I will never even touch or recall it in my lifetime!

Why bother hitting the wall when you know there will be no results?

Why waste time and cells like that when you know it's pointless?

The road is ahead, and we all want to see farther and more beautiful scenery!

But no matter how long time passes, no matter how many scenery we pass through, we will inevitably have this sigh in our hearts: The scenery here is unique!Just like my nostalgia for Ai Benchong, it has nothing to do with age, this is love!I am self-righteous and consider myself to be my own love!

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