Fletcherk
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Posted: Sat 15:28, 26 Mar 2011 Post subject: May Day is a year when |
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flowers grass green wind warm, colorful heart that has changed, really fast time of year, when the blink of an eye another year May, less than before, people have changed. Looking at pictures of last year, this year to go there to find? Find also find, to find a distance, the hardest to find is clearly in front, like they can not have. Winter break, do a good job all mentally prepared to face the coming, but when came to school, but can not accept the reality that this is not a weak person? Some things can not always expect what followed me physically and mentally exhausted, for two months, never been happier to have been depressed, perhaps it will die abroad in such a go! That rainy night, that sad end? Be the end? I hope so, I really want people to destroy all of my thoughts! Start from scratch! Others baseless rumor, cynicism, what do you I'm sorry, I have a clear conscience, no matter how people say that I am! I am not a failure, and sometimes life in the end must have, there are no life it up. This sentence really is! Pillows, pillow someone else, really has nothing to do with me. Enough to have a memory, and also what force, a big crowd are all lovers, the heart is dead is better, fire and ice, vulnerable to the attack, the time I realized the power of the. Time can change everything, including me, and a year's time, many things have changed, everything changed, restore memory, in a million years will not succeed. Will not succeed. I firmly believe. Tomorrow is May Day, and once again put on that suit, to a strange place, get drunk [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], tomorrow I'm not afraid of shame, a thousand worries drunk solution, be it King and intoxicated, when sober are not afraid of breaking a human intestinal . The dead had not come back. Do not live in their own dreams [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and wake up, whether despair or hope. Like, give up, the commitment to rot in the bottom of my heart. No matter how far, will be in front, etc. If you come to a home, end, bowed his head, waved his hand, a person walking.
my favorite is the warm wind blowing. Tonight.
days warmed. Heart recovered, and had thought that when the frozen heart can recover, just like in the cold season, looking forward to the coming of spring. Day all of a sudden warming, and warm heart will be also a few days. Tonight back bedroom, warm air was blowing, very comfortable and found a long time not been so happy, happy because, of course, there are many. After people have experienced, we will not have more hope and pray. Complacent, contented. Cherish the warm wind blowing, I hope all eyes will not change, even to go on like this. I have been satisfied. Always torture yourself, let me feel sorry for myself, so go look like? Did not dare to think. Happily do so, cherish the opportunity to properly go on. I believe so. What will change, including the days. There is still time. Warm wind was blowing like the first five years and today has been, from the beginning of the warm air that night has a unique feel now, a lot of things have ceased to exist, also have a lot, even though some things are not, But every day is also very good looking, even if the watch also can not read for too long, always gone, cherish every moment and do their own happiness. Many suffering from their own, nothing to do with others. Heaters come to enjoy good, do not let her slip away. Well you should be doing, even if the slip is also no regrets.
such a person I do not know how many times will act cheap. Such a person [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], do not know the future is still Fanjian. With how others look at how say. Fanjian to patent not just me, in fact, everyone Fanjian, but different targets. Perhaps the last generation is owed to someone else's too much to pay in this life is to pass to everyone.
it all really is my pleasure or my sorrow?
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