Soul of youth SOB my throat, touch and thoughts in the wind not drift  cheap 59fifty new era 59fifty hats, hurt the prosperous, sail after everything with thoughts of desolate dance, the mouth cape also leads the bitterness, in tiny wrinkle up eyebrows, deduce once the story, with tears in found that the filar silk sadness, but all the happiness of the best ever. Soul panic, originally just past time, that's all.

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Winter is turned away smoke their journeys, loose snow tracks, the pace of the heavy carved a footprint, eroded the panic at heart. The snowman mind, and the snow battle of laughter, the end or in a storm like this blow engraved deep-rooted, then sadness of hope in sunshine, stretched out his right hand and touch the god to give my pain, that a dismal heart. Afterwards just know, originally the most simple happiness just into heart a little wish.

Smell the fragrance of breath left yesterday, looking and searching, still not observed. Meet a fireworks, end or that kind of sad. The night of the lost, adorn the millions of lonely stars, do not know that whether belong to me one. Most of the time, want to have a gorgeous turned, not big Joe cole, but no shadow to crush the tears, years in that light years out of it is a knife marks a sword to carved in my heart. Heavy to night, still as particularly of silence, couldn't help roaring: "heaven heartless people love, middle-waisted mark. The heart has years"

With a spring smile, strong the appearance, but the false heart, vulnerable, is can't touch. Carrying too much, life will break strings. Know is wrong, will also stubborn to carry out, that is because sometimes the wrong choice is willing to, it doesn't matter is worth and not worth it. The years diary, wet eye socket, not found yesterday's paradise, with smiles against lost, if one day I leave, also with smile. Never expect, even a smile can also be loneliness, be like the autumn wind, how much color blow dazzle, just fall with a sad, waiting time filled.

Door of how much fireworks off firecrackers, and hurt the heart of how many rangers, their home an exile in the sky, but time affects them, for the world. When someone in the warm eating family reunion dinner, they just keep trying to find, tired, fantasy and missing was the only melody. Looking at other people's happiness, taste his sorrow, drunk, who with? Or is the lonely lonely? Original or the unending yearning. Suddenly want to laugh out loud, with tears to decorate, contain warm and desolate, who stole my happiness? I have never hold, is my world in prosperous lost it, but this is not what I want answers.

Time is fragile, once in the past had a howl of smoke, why can I still so sad? In the words of inspiration died happy, why I was so infatuated? Later the way, why do I still like this confusion is? Afraid to pick up memory, fear more lonely heart didn't reposing, afterwards just know cheap hats new era , used to the sad, get used to all, just so, casual love on the sorrow, and in love with a smile.

Once the fragrant area of land, the flowers of happiness is already fade, only leaving the wind and rain beat mark, but I know, many years ago, there was a butterfly flying, row a perfect curve, forgot to give it draw a full stop, that it reaches to today, throughout my life, have not stopped there, and ridiculously usual. The heartache of infatuation with me shallow smiling, just doped the hidden to tears, himself unexpectedly, that kind of time later, this should be the sadness of smile.

No matter how the poignant story after vicissitudes of life after washing, its taste is always sweet, but we didn't notice, and finally the taste is no longer we, in the story of the process, we hold sorrow, and lament the life unfortunately, into a doomed sandy-loamed suffering end. Prosperous world, hidden in the heart of moulds the wound.

Understand why would somehow said some puzzling words, the original just left a little hope, waiting for the moment of hope, was the crushing pressure, allow to gallop sad words, just silently counted life each a traveler, suddenly want to lose pen, throw a smile, a cry for a game, but I do not want to embrace miss cry, I afraid of missing following me cry. Sense of panic, smile to resist, but I still forget, the wind down CanNian, smile is also hurt.