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139571 2008 年 10 月 23 日 20:35 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (0) Category: Emotional World
before Some time before suddenly look acquaintance at the Forum article. I watched, began to depression. General attitude of holding the original game,
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adhere to what I can gradually become less. Is not from the outset, will be this way. What finally too lazy to insist that only blindly silent pair. Who love who is no longer concerned about who put who became a reality. I do not know if it is grown, whether the pain is necessary for growth. But I think I would not want these. If you can,
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you still so lonely. What do not want to think about, what are unwilling to guess. Lots of times is suddenly tired, tired, nothing like camouflage. Mask off the cheeks ,
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These words can open your heart knot, more than the shuttle manager, tired of words piled rhetoric. Wrote the words over and over again, like garbage, thrown by the owner would like to see the corner. But the sad thing is that has been unable to stop, telling myself not to think about the other in writing, has been has been pounding your fingers could not help but fleeting. I do not know when will this all coming to an end, but I would like to give up all perhaps, is the end of the road. Only then, does landscape remains the same.