Posted on by Gezhi Zheng

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Honestly I do not hate the sorrow if I can live with it somehow. Bad mood provides an incredible amount of idea, it was always been like this. I remember those times I can totally hear my heartbeat, it was so real on the night.
(progress for first draft of zine)
My sorrow just always tell some broken words to me. These are things make me regret, things I adore, things notice me how weak and useless I am. They make me calm down from those small senses of fulfillment and realize who I am.

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