Editor's Note: A combination of contradictions, a mixture of emotional rationalism first division but who love the edge of the memory. If you love too much pain, love, too tired, breath, look around the landscape, do not have a beauty. Silent too long, chaotic but also too long, did not hit a lot of time writing mind, I was in a kind of ignorance the feeling of slowly forgetting the true meaning of the original. My mood and my feelings factors as time pressures to spend and secular persecution and look completely different. Long time no analysis of their inner world, perhaps like many of the same article said, I do not know myself.
silence for a long time, I finally sat at the table and began typing on the keyboard, a bit lonely in the peaceful atmosphere was revealed, I wanted to write my heart out of the real, I do not know that I can not to do, write this before the first goal of exposing come.
I had and the present, past and future, but also Xudu Cheng carrying too many changes.
until yesterday evening, the feeling of suffering has never been so strong, not the loss of love, not emotional entanglements, not the human communication of changes, not the usual love and hatred. So long, my inner growth and change, and I gathered all I have to sort out, cocoon spinning aside, calm down forward.
perhaps, really to say one sentence: I can not go back! Perhaps fate remains the same, but the situation is no longer. Knock the lines, I do not know they are not really think so, in the memories of it.
along, I do not recall the past. There are too many memories in the past, along with the pain and tears. I am a boy, but I will cry.
glimpse from the train and began breathing faint smell of the body ... ... I went through again and again transformed by the students to death. From the worldly to the aging and now, maybe I have too much suffering and pain. All along, I'm so tired, I am pain, loss of things come back, which is a state of mind, this is a simple.
I want to be honest: I would like to be a good boy, I would be a good person, I just want to take in a person, and her old age come together to ride the sunset,
abercrombie and fitch paris, through life's storms.
sun slowly depths of scales, I am a combination of contradictions, but mixed with a sensual first division of rationalism, and I tend to romance supreme mess,
coach outlet, entangled in the conflict but still the unparalleled Finally, the end of the surprising reason, I was in the emotional and rational growth of the struggle. Fuss is empty weak cry out a few drops of sorrow and grief of the text, the so-called high standard is the heart of their own shadow quest.
I thought this day by day over the days since, of course, should do every day that passes, yesterday, today and tomorrow should not be any different. However, there will be so once I let go, turned around the moment, some things changed completely. Sun went down, but before it rises again, some people to separate from this and I never had.
once, I really decadent for a long time, vowed to make you strong, but it really struggles and pains instead of the text of the weakness of the clamor insisted. I forget some things, but deliberately avoid, strongly want to delete all of the familiar world of symbols, afraid that they uncomfortable.
once, I am a ignorant of love, for love does not check the little man, I have a little selfish, a child's temperament, there are also young teenagers own anxiety and restlessness. As you said, I do not know the girl's mind, do not know how to take the responsibility of a boy that do not even know how to pay. But I know that period of time together, I took my love away. Might have said, the previous trees descendants cool, I do not know I was not sensible, is not it can really be a man. I am awake a lot, but also let me know who much regret, so I put away the sadness, slowly changing, because I want to do a better man. Now, I do not know that he is not a competent man, I only know now, if I only had a quick money, I would spend 5 cents to buy a bunch of girls I love to eat her favorite Mala Tang, and 5 cents to buy her a glass of water, walking behind her back and then broke the back to school.
Maybe I congenital indecision, maybe I do not know how to stick to nature, maybe I will not refuse it, maybe I really that much bother. I still make a girl sad, though I do not want to eleven million! Maybe I
nature of lonely, maybe I was born being alone. One day she always want to have a warm side of their inner world, though perhaps it was the illusion of Verge I like him. When a girl at my side, I try to care about her and care about her, and even tried to love her! But perhaps, that the so-called love is only my illusion, I do not really love them. But I know them together. Perhaps, when I and a girl, I will and some girls still keep in contact because I do not know how to refuse, and sometimes to give girls a sense of security and all the girls deliberately delete contacts, photos, QQ ... ... but these may be to no avail, maybe I was born out of the distribution of female hormones to stimulate their own thoughts of soaring. But I can definitely not called. More often I can not help, because I do not want to hurt them. But often do not want to harm ultimately hurt themselves.
everyone I want to be around good, I hope everyone is happy happy, but that he may never get what they want. Perhaps seeding, passive inaction would be able to have a windfall.
love went to the brink of bursting though the situation, but I still believe in love. Frankly, the past few years, been around less than girls. But I did not really feel love, I think of them looking for a partner from his own true love, but often not. Sometimes I do not want a girlfriend Ningquewulan more reluctant ambiguous, so the brew to swallow their own evil fruit, hard-hearted is no longer answer the phone, no longer showed the QQ's head no longer reply to messages, they no longer have access to my places. For a long time, I eat a person, a person self-study, a person to go out, a person was in the dormitory house. I do not want to find in order to find his girlfriend and his girlfriend, do not want to hurt myself, hurt others. This is not a sin behind closed doors, I do not know they are not guilty. However, I love the feeling in a subtle transformation.
hard for me to fall in love with a girl, but do not want to find once more the memory of love, want to restore the past and looking past the girl.
I do not know why such a person, I do not know whether her love is hate, I do not know why the total is also no less than give up, but each decision is ultimately done can not be done . This is not because I want to find the shadow of the past, for me, gone never come back. Moreover, more than two years, Iraqis dead, and I, not the man I was.
sad when I can only call a person's name alone. Heating in the winter night, keep a lonely space, but also faint recollection of the time alone. When a person want to put her name written on the palm of the hand. Spread is missing, and grasping the happiness. When healing the heartache,
abercormbie paris, the quiet solitude of a taste, but also to look into the distance when the thick intoxicated. Care of the night, put her name hanging in the window, staring is the warmth, Thanks for the Memories is sweet.
this sweet fantasy may be out of my own, but definitely not the memory of the past! Because love, so compassionate; as to understand, so tolerant. Do not know whether these 16 words to understand, but I believe it. I met a man she became very, very low, low to the dust has to go, but my heart is joy. And there came out a flower. Maybe love is absolutely selfish, absolute pull Hu, absolutely not a grain of sand. Just a woman's delicate nature, they love attention too much indulgence and blending are tolerated ingredients. Looking back, can not learn compassion for all the women one by one go. Only the mercy of a woman, still will be doing in the temple of love dream of self-deception. Please forgive me for quite so unsympathetic.
I do not know what kind of man he is a boy, I remember Zhang said, might all have each had such a man the two women, at least two. To marry the Red Rose, over time, changes in the red touch of mosquito blood on the wall, white or clear the window the moonlight; married to a white rose, white grain of rice is sticky clothes children, red is her chest mole on a cinnabar. What I will not defend himself,
abercrombie and fitch, I do miss a lot of things and hurt a lot, but my heart is sincere,
abercrombie france!
perhaps initially, I like elegant elegant white roses, snow white and the fragrance, like a cold mountain of snow,
polo ralph, a lifetime worth paying the price obtained in this cold water in the sink. However, through the ecstatic mesmerized, I gradually become satisfied. I began to want a bright happy dream, enchanting the rich and gaudy, swaying in the evening of the month. Red roses, aromatic dispersion, spicy charm.
In fact, I do not understand women, women of the United States, never contains thousands face,
abercrombie, not everyone can see it. Maybe in front of a smart enough man, it reveals to me one of the most delicate colors. He carved, pure Bai Yanhong, sweet show the other face of barbarian. Graceful flowers that need to deep-seated sympathy and affection, intelligent warmth, it can be irrigated.
the soul of every woman exist in both the Red Rose and White Rose, but only know how to love the man, only that the woman he loved more and more the United States, even as the cold white star flowers, and also style can be charming in full bloom.
Maybe I still do not know how to love. So, whether it is red rose, or white roses are forever regret not allow me to meet and the lack of, so I always trapped inside forever longing the coming of other roses, so I will rise to so many things to.
Now, I want quiet, I stick to myself, I Ningquewulan, I want to re-ignite their passion, but will not easily give one a girl.
melancholy memories forever! Makes people feel happy, but now all over; unpleasant, think of it, or sad. There are many things in this world, do you think tomorrow will be able to continue to do; a lot of people think that will be able to see your face, so put down your hand in your being, or being turned around, when all your heart, hope tomorrow is just another reunion, and sometimes even this hope will not be felt.
the passage of a long time to go, my face is starting to prove some of the vicissitudes of life, accompanied at the time, I have gradually matured a lot of things to read! Born in this world, not like the feeling is not disastrous. Exists only in the so-called plot in aesthetic. Because it is not beautiful, we will go to this quest; because it is not beautiful, let us know there is a thing called hope. But, in fact, not feeling greedy, is the right emotional attitude.
think of Ashes in the sentence, the eyes silently shed a few drops of Qinglei, edge Ye Hao, sin worth mentioning, I hope I mature, well-being.
the way, I would be good to go, I will remember the responsibility, because I am a man. At the moment, I quietly analyzed myself, I still clearly remember a kind of smell, the taste, can not erase the. When healing the heartache, the quiet solitude of a taste, but also to look into the distance when the thick intoxicated. Concerned about the night, staring the warmth,
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