安静了

Have you ever tried to let someone into your home? And felt like they acted too shy in the beginning, so you tell them to make themselves at home? And you try to do things for them, give them your love, make them relax. Make them feel good. Give them what you have to offer them and see if they want it. You let them sit on the couch in your living room and you let them see the kitchen and the hall. And then you let them back in again, once again, and once more. Time after time. And eventually you let them see all your rooms, let them look in your closets, let them sleep under your covers, dream dreams there, shower behind your curtains and eat your food. And you love having them there, right? And then, one day, they start ruining the place in such an evil way. They ruin it all. They burn parts of it down, they write their name everywhere, in a colour they know breaks your heart. Over the walls. On the couch you used to sit on together, on the bed you used to sleep in together, on the cup they used to drink from, on the covers of the dvd’s you watched together and they put pictures of themselves everywhere. And then they leave and they don’t come back for ages. And it takes such a long time to clean up after them, to erase their name from everywhere you look, it’s like they don’t even understand what they did to you. Everywhere you look it’s them. They appear in your dreams under those covers in that bed. It takes such a long time to remove them from your home until you can let other people in and make sure they won’t ask who that person is that ruined it for you. That’s why you can’t let people who ruined it back in. And that’s why you stop letting people in at all. I think.

读了好几遍。沉默了许久。不知道能说些什么。

尤其是最后那一句，that's why you stop letting people in。

Choose your memory wisely.

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你用微笑说着的那一句：我很好，不用担心。

我想这是我这辈子听过最勇敢的话。

为什么是你。是的。为什么会是你。这句话一直不停的重复在脑海。

我告诉你，会没事的。

对不起，我不是一个懂得安慰他人的人。

隐约想起戏剧里出现一句话：“你们不要再告诉我会没事的，不要再说什么了，我已经接受了。你们不明白，这样的一句话是多么的残酷，它给了一个病人希望，然后再狠狠地被打碎。”

——不是说好不难过的吗？为什么还是会掉泪？你知道为什么吗？

因为我们都习惯了逞强，习惯了伪装。

两年前，我对他，也说过同样的话。

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当对谁都不想诉说什么的时候，总会想到这个地方，一个一直都不敢告诉他人的地方。

有时候，我们正是需要一个陌生人的存在。

因为之间不需要存在信任与伤害的因素。

谢谢你，陌生人

——你有一个朋友，你会告诉他一些连你最好的朋友都不会诉说的话，即使你知道你们的关系比普通还要普通。

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“He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect for more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you.” 

Love hard when there is love to be had。

还记得，那天我听着她和他的故事，然后好多人对她说：你好傻，傻得无可救药。

“值得吗？”

“值得。”

有时候，我们都会很理智的认为，爱自己比爱他人更重要。如果说一个人的生活完全被捆绑在爱情里头，那么当它失去以后，你将会一无所有。依赖与习惯，是一个从爱衍生的恶性循环。

可是更多时候，我们还是会无法自拔的去珍惜当下的那一个人，哪怕人家说你是傻，还是蠢，甚至连你自己都那么觉得。

即使，你看不到结果。即使，他不是你的完美。即使，你一直都在质疑那份所谓的爱。

即使，有很多的即使。

但如果有一天，他离开你了，或是你离开了他，不管是基于什么理由，你心里却知道，你将会永远都无法用微笑来忘记他。

所以，拥有的时候，总是值得的。

爱久见人心。既然选择了爱，那么就要努力的爱下去。

我只希望她幸福。那一个叫做不能说的秘密。

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越是忙碌，越是快乐。

今年的团圆饭，和咖喱度过。知足常乐，依然是最大的祝福。
当你帮助人的时候，不要把自己想象得很伟大。领悟了这句话，也开始一直在提醒自己。
只想脱离那种你虞我诈的世界，安安静静的过自己的生活，实现自己梦想的本质，从而得到快乐。
虽然一切并不是那么容易。

爸爸，你要快点好起来。

我爱你们。