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| This year at the beginning of May, I still waving Walker alone, being living extrusion deformation of narrow, becoming increasingly ugly. A light in the heart that once called the good place, so the heart becomes very struggling. Looking back, is trivial. Raised his head, is a crime. To lower the head, is at a loss. People are so hypocritical,dvd box wholesale so don't know how to cherish. Heartache because everything is impossible to start over, but is because they do not know should decide on what path to follow. I want your ugly, ugly number again. Ugly to conscience to touch some of their own things, so ugly that had a bad conscience can sleep at night out, ugly to knowingly lie still smile and talk. But I found, my bones have innate goodness, deliberately ugly turned out to be so difficult. Love is like a lock, a lock of life. Life is like a mirror, as love. Life without love is empty, no love life is an illusion. I always believe that there is love life will be long, with love life will be immortal. However, this is not really true. In fact, I want not to be many, but always one step away. Perhaps I should not have any hope, because life has given me a lot of. But people are so satisfied, disappointment and loneliness is greedy results. I think all the prison, without any additional conditions. I want to see you happy, but do not know they have the breadth and bear. So I used to refuse, so I speak one way and think another, so he is near, so I fled. Then, the living life to living beings suffer half alive. Experience, can be a simple love? When the ugly soul paste beautiful label, could have nothing? When all the behoove becomes painful time, how could I be? Night, let my soul be quiet, away the layers of camouflage, I see its ferocioustea tin box. Someone says, I bring happiness to extrapolation. Heaven knows what is happiness. A lot of things, we constantly experiencing, regardless of what the end result will, we never stop the pace, so we walked on the way to happiness. The recent mood, as recent as the weather sunny, from time to time trials, dull. I can't explain why he is so very clearly, but can't go on like this, it seems that he has no good state, on their own, very disappointed, more it is helpless. I know a lot of the time, are in the dream state, so all these years, I was living in their dreams, even though that a dream have broken, and then continue to fall down a dream to go to all lengths, posture, investment that appears to be better, the future dream, only to find out in the end, broken, walk on, and leave me alone, stay, sad tears. Who is in the song sings: dream more, is bound to upset. Others have, I'm trying to achieve, but found that it is not his own. Slowly will get used to this kind of state, then in all, become peaceful and calm, but I know that it's true that time, I will not have such a state of mind, to some people, would not be so important. Until then, is fortunately or unfortunatelybiscuit tin box I do not want to face |
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