I used to pretend to be strong, a man accustomed to the face of all ... - Qzone log
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3198456 2010 年 09 月 22 日 20:22 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (0) Category: Personal Diary
At the time, I'm tired
fact, has no one understands me. I used to pretend to be strong, a man accustomed to the face of all ...
I do not know in the end
gonna do
sometimes
very happy and I can speak for each person, can be very presumptuous;
But no one knows, but that is disguised, it is deliberately disguised
I can make yourself very happy very happy,
but could not find the source of happiness, just giggle.
I'm not used to things and people say, because I'm not used to others looking at me with pity.
In fact, I treasure the people around, but the pressure of living so I'm good at forgetting, forgetting those memories through the pass
I thought forget to make yourself happier ...
However, I feel it is more lonely ...
night comes, the air around the cold ...
a man sitting on the grass towards the sky trance ...
do not know what his mind was thinking ...
miss the past, nothing more ...
In fact, I am also very eager to have one person can understand me; be able to enter my heart ...
In fact,
上海团购网, I very tired, really want to put all the ...
But the pressure of reality can only make me carrying them slowly ...
Tang QQ
into their own space to see how many people still care about me, see me, I have a number of spatial dynamics ...
then
down, then down ...
more important is the person you care about the dynamic ...
was just looking, do not bother ...
when found, I no longer love to write the log, even if the latest log, the front will bring a [transfer] ...
not I become lazy, but I'm tired ...
willing to use someone else's language, to express their feelings ...
linked to the QQ, but not on-line
linked to the QQ, but not chat
just repeated the 'start grouping' and 'closed group' ...
on-line is to pass the lonely;
stealth, to avoid disappointment;
so
linked to the QQ, hidden the body, bit by bit, looking at other people's changes ...
when
I do not like chasing, but want the same as before jump
when
I let myself be silent,
but would like to know more about the so-called friends around
I like very quiet in a very quiet night, turn out the light to silence my parcel, but afraid of the night ...
I and friends get together occasionally,
or happy
or disappointment
sometimes, lonely pick up the phone open address book, over and over again ... but do not know who to call ,,,,,
matter how good things are lost one day,
then deep memory also has forgotten the day;
love love again one day have to flee;
the retention will never give,
never let go of the treasure!