[To ] not as good as new clothes , as it were

a friend new information to change reads: Life is used to wandering, the body is used to love, time is used for the forgotten, and the soul is used to singing.
see him after I gently smiled and shout, I said, what is the end of your street? You love the bottom line? What is the content you forgotten? You sing the theme of what is it?
In fact, I really want to take my life to stray, but I fear there is no end street, then my life would be tired in the last legs in endless; I really want to get my body to the phase Love, however, never quite found a complete love their woman, and I can not pretend easily be the bottom line eventually asked out of his hands; I really want to take my time to forget, but I do not know what the theme is forgotten since forgotten too much content, they always will be thrown into chaos of my mind; I really want to take my soul to sing, but my soul has been over a gap, voice, and poor hearing with his will frown, not to mention it to others.
has been no lack of care about the people around, but, every time, I always laugh it off. I said, I no longer believe the promises of the.
promise to betray what is nothing more in the future.
I know, he may no longer think of me. I have to go forward not wallow in the past, just, just, I do not know who can make me forget him, who can I close my eyes to him instead.
I always want to hear the words
grow slowly looked at the entanglement of the palm of the curve, cover your mouth blown glass desktop soot, blankly, his thoughts flying along with soot. Swing to fly ash
chaos.
forced to make their own decisions, not the timing, force is useless.
I kept thinking to break the line.
more, we all know, people still own one after all. What if your loved ones, will gradually annihilation trivial in the day, so the most important is to learn to have a good, find their own point of life, or is a flower, a look, their own, to run their own,goldteamhomes.com, more than anything else. In this way, the things in his love, the life. Others are false. The so-called love, but to fulfill itself.
a dinner has no intention to get to know a person, he inclusive of all my self-willed, conniving with all my vexatious, suddenly, tears pouring. I've forgotten how long, the side will no longer have a sad time in my will I depend on his left shoulder, crossing the street in panic when I would tighten my hand, forget, really forgot ... ...
I still have no way to stick to their own feelings of positions, just quietly leave.
still remember he said that I was a heart, a profound wounds of men, eager to warm and eager to love, but the cold cruel world, devoid of all the good things I think ... ...
many people came and went the.
along, every time I stood outside the gates of love, always takes a short walk in the door, are constantly, afraid to touch something deeper. Oh the most good for themselves giggling, moving a ladder for ourselves, tapping at left.
I give myself encouraging: to be strong and to love yourself to forget to smile!
However, I am gradually getting the cold did not talk much but has become increasingly evident.
the original, a lot of things open as soon as unloading the armor, is to physically miserable spatter of blood in exchange for Bo spectacular.
brutal war, victory and defeat are both injured.
I was no longer the man was innocent, because the reality can not accommodate too many gray perfect.
However, it is undeniable that, in my heart of hearts, still left some naive, for example, I still want to believe this world a woman is really love me, he will give me the complete love me as his life will be to care, I will love him to run his career as a ... ...

I have been very quiet, waiting, waiting for such a person to I have a such a complete feeling. Although, I do not know the day will come, but I can wait until such a person, but I think these have been not very important.
what I no longer expect to be able to last for ever.
Although I still often think of him, will not miss the feeling of control. But I want him in a corner, others can not see, and he is not too often thought.
I think I have become accustomed to, alone tarried a day every day with every transition.
feeling tired, so bitter. I do not want.
sometimes feel just a fish swimming all day long, constantly travel, I keep thinking of a person.
I love you, he said.
I'm here, I said.
I'm always here,
just that him? In my mind the most vulnerable time, and often can not find him, I myself, and no difference between the past number of years ago.
Well, I actually need him, or do not need him?
many cases, still have to see themselves as invincible King Kong.
He asked: I bring you in the end is happy or sad?
that moment, I do not know the answer, because at that moment he was on my side, I am very happy.
However, in a person's night, very bitter. Because the miss. So, trance with, laughed to himself.
an article said that there is often this happens: a period of time and close ties to a friend, or even seen as friends, but not necessarily when it slowly grew apart. There is no specific reason, you stay away from the sight of each other, like planes and ships disappear in the mysterious delta.
a weekend night, so that Delta will soon disappear in the mysterious friends call me by tipsy feeling. He said he read my post online articles. He said he did not know what the word fiction is true. He said that I just love this toy, angular boring, you will leave me. He even said that I had the misfortune sorrow, anger I do not dispute.
I could not help laughing. Ha ha ha, I've been slacking off a lash in his time, he was in my ear Jingzhongchangming. He was too concerned about this a fireworks show.
tired and leave, not without such a possibility, but I have prepared ah. However, in view of his old word used so serious, what a plaything, what sorrow I have, unfortunately, I do not fight angry, and I still have a vibration, that is my concern faint ah.
Thus, on the phone again I repeat to the hero of this story. Who knows, he said: So vie with each other, kept the word of a change made by the original comedy bear. Could not help but you do not believe: love, no clever not clever, just willing.
Old man who is who? I only know, lanterns fragile, difficult to return to grace, noise after one place deserted.
not catch the feelings of the self captivated. Luo Qi
a person to listen to the songs, listen to those who pointed to the bone marrow of impassioned: panic cry; I do not recall the picture that is unknown, disaster rip my face; who hugged me and told me this is dream, who can throw the tragedy of the horizon ... ... . But I used to refuse cigarettes or alcohol to narcotic pain, rejected all the malicious kind of comfort. Hide in lonely places, in the lonely night, silently licking the bleeding wounds.
tears, always a place no one can only fall with impunity.
This is to avoid, or strong?
Although I have been told, life should be, or are happy.
However, the memory still left a lot of sadness.
write some broken text, and deleted. Then write, and then removed.
loneliness and solitude, although the magic is obsessed with the dark, can not paradise after all.
Luo Qi is still passion to sing: the wind all the broken dreams, all my arms toward said to me, when the soul naked in the bleak days, I only choose to be strong to save myself ... ... , showing unyielding wild.
though reluctantly, but touching.
in the absence of stars at night, think of those who have a distant dream, think of those who had been injured. Let the tears wash away the hearts of sorrow and grief heartily to all the depressed and unhappy in tears one moment to vent air, and then wait for dawn.
dawn, and take up the heavy bags and move on.
reinforced concrete in the city jungle, I can be strong. I can only select strong!
feelings of too many people are always quick thinking on this matter regardless of holding the balance of the mind, but lost the first move. The irony is that old feeling is not like a new coat.
just love the original bleak smile fills the mouth.