几句，重点。

一句话，一个小动作，往往都能置人于死地。
太在乎，很多时候换来的却是那挫败感，那堆脸上的忧愁，那一直锁得紧紧的眉头。
不想成为空气般透明，但却一直朝着这个方向前进。
迷失了，迷失在不豁达。

Crisis.

Can we for once stop talking about money?
Can we for once stop thinking about this bill that bill to be settled?
It is when at times like this, I wish I am the super girl.
Mad tired, but that wouldn't help anything.