心中有爱,才能唱出诗篇。
把打击当作爱,有多少人这么看得开?
把专辑名为爱的诗篇,只因为她觉得自己从小到大得到很多爱。
这句话出自一个经历过父母相继离开,从小在育幼院长大的女孩口中固然让人难探期间的深沉奥秘。
遇到考验时我只会自怜自艾,反反复复问着“为什么是我?”
从当天的叛逆到如今的自闭,我依旧无法释怀。
为自己绑了无数的结,不知何时解开。
追求着自己也说不出到底是在追求什么的那份倔强, 我知道,我病了。
心中有爱,才能唱出诗篇。
把打击当作爱,有多少人这么看得开?
把专辑名为爱的诗篇,只因为她觉得自己从小到大得到很多爱。
这句话出自一个经历过父母相继离开,从小在育幼院长大的女孩口中固然让人难探期间的深沉奥秘。
遇到考验时我只会自怜自艾,反反复复问着“为什么是我?”
从当天的叛逆到如今的自闭,我依旧无法释怀。
为自己绑了无数的结,不知何时解开。
追求着自己也说不出到底是在追求什么的那份倔强, 我知道,我病了。
1st option: Forget about your interests and what you like doing and venture in a chore which you know you hate doing but the money issues are getting worse than ever and you have no other ways of earning that much, or at least as much as you need to be earning and meet all your disbursals.
2nd option: You keep doing what you are doing and keep hoping that somehow, and soon you will be earning the kind of money that you need.
Is there an option of not making a choice?
If yes, then show me the way.