Vương vương vương vương vương vương vương vương tứ thế hệ duy nhất của những nghệ sĩ violin 14 tốt đẹp thế giới miễn là "I want to write your name on a cigarette and inhale it into my lungs, Keeping nhé closest đến đầu của này tôi ơi … ” @ TF gia đình -- Wang Lu jay LJW ghét Haven ’ t observe tôi đang for a while as I ’ m busying trong đầu phủ -- called academic life. Today is a break, and in quietness, I see my self in the mirror, naked. The contour of my body assembles the beauty of youth, rhythm of life. My arms and legs are strong enough to help me with metabolism, and the skin, they are tasting the bitterness of winter.I knew my organs and flesh are responding naturally, swiftly to stressors while my brain is lagged, they are making me a victim sometimes, yet thanks god I’m equipped to please myself biologically - hormones & o•rgasm won’t lie.How many times when I was experiencing physical breakdown - my hand is trembling, my heartbeat is racing, and my breath is actually reaching the limit, I wish, desperately, somebody can hold my hands, look into my eyes, and tell me, babe you are doing great.Yet the reality is, no, nobody is there for you. Except myself. Therapy? Im skeptical.How can I please my body and mind, my flesh and brain? I am making it as my new year resolution. And that’s not a homework or task, I’m prepared to practice it in a lifelong manner.