瑪莉 Max Me

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Every girl was once a 瑪莉 junior who worried about the imperfectness of the appearance, and the embarrassment reaches its peak when seeing a boy she likes; who looks into the mirror all the time, trying to figure out a solution to cover a pimple on the cheek or how to smile a prettiest smile; who is haunted with unhappiness when teased by others, esp. boys. And then painted her own world grey.

Only when we grow into 瑪莉 senior, we embraced the realization that there's no point wasting time worrying about the teasing. There's no one who hasn't been teased. We are compatriots of our own little evil.So basically, there's two solutions when being teased. One, deprive your own attention ( which I mean, don't give a shit). Two, tease back.

And about Max, whenever he's being shocked or being asked about the hypersensitive questions, he would stand on the stool in the corner and shivering all over. Well, obviously, the brain possesses a function called "disrememberance". This function would operate itself when we're hit by intense trauma mentally. Thus, the heartbreaking memories were buried, but still there.

Whenever the scar's been touched, the flinching brought everything back again. Because all human being has an inherent knowledge of himself. What done cannot be undone. Though we are under the containment of external and biological forces, we can still dominate our own life as long as we accept ourselves.

Our scream sounds but a fallen of a sand to the universe. Then why not enjoy this very moment with a peaceful heart?

ps. We conquer fear to possess our life.
pss. God helps those who helps themselves.
psss. God gives up those who gives up themselves.
pssss. We are our own God.