rose nursery rhyme

God is orderly, he cannot create madmen.He is a demon in disguise.He is the trembling of the soul.He is the thorn that will crush the beautiful rose.He is a lunatic who throws away the cloak of reason at will. ****Love me, hate me, desire me, possess me.Treat me like a baby, swear to me, fall for me. —Break me. **** Advance to the abyss.Gentle and crazy critics of the young, beautiful girls x heartless little perverts with tender faces, perverts and Western fantasy, crazy critics and fairy tales.There is a fixed story every ten chapters.The whole article is nonsense, and the specific content is hard to describe. ****This article solemnly promises: there will be no cure for mad critics, the protagonist has no physical mental illness, and will not persecute passers-by for no reason to show the abnormality of the protagonist, and the root cause is not the psychological shadow caused by childhood persecution. ****Although no one in this article is completely normal, the protagonist's three views are still basically equal to the author's three views, and no one is forced to accept it.I don't accept any form of writing guidance, I just write what I want to write.If there is any offense that causes dissatisfaction, please read to me: bear with it, the author is insane, let her go.