You mustn't force images on things.Only gods were what you should expect perfection from.You mustn't demand an ideal from anyone.That is weakness. It is an evil that must be hated. It is negligence that must be punished. It spoils not only yourself, but those around you.You are allowed to be disappointed with only yourself. You should hurt only yourself. Hate yourself for not following your ideal.The only one you must not forgive is yourself.
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Wataru Watari
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A friendship where you're always trying to be considerate of the other person, always worrying about what they think, always responding to every single text, always seeking their approval and then finally connecting with them, isn't friendship at all.
Was this really friendship? I have my doubts.
Are you a terrorist? Or just an idiot?
I wonder why the normies get so touchy-feely.
She's not tsundere. She's just an unpleasant woman.
It was a rather cute reaction, but as I wasn__ a part of any of that, I didn't give a damn.
Frankly, if her face wasn't so cute, I would most certainly have been punching it.
He was so cute when he was embarrassed that it was embarrassing me.
Nothing is less trustworthy than a woman's tears.
The institution known as "school" isn't just a facility for doing classwork. It's essentially a microcosm of society, all of humanity put together in a little diorama. Bully exists in schools because war and conflict exist in the world, and school castes reflect our stratified, hierarchical society. Living in a democracy, the tyranny of the majority naturally applies at school, too. The majority -- that is to say, the people with the most friends -- are superior.
If you want to protect your pride, you don't need people to like you!
What the hell? Die in a fire, youth. Die in a fire.
Nobody's perfect. They are weak, with ugly hearts, and they quickly turn to jealousy. They try to knock others down. It's so odd . . . In the world we live in, the greater a person is, the more difficult his or her life becomes.
She was quit a handsome man, my sister.