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340699 2005 年 11 月 19 日 18:52 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (3) Category: Emotional World
I , a stupid stupid woman.
you,puma shoes, a game world of the prodigal son.
that's something to me is so cumbersome,
a lot of people say I'm a perfectionist.
but do not know why.
in my life to find the perfect memory of less than one called
all things to all that it does not matter where you are.
looked forward to with you through the day.
looking for fragments of those trivial ordinary.
do not feel you have something really serious.
really do not know the fun of God or something
Why me,puma 2010!
me. . . . . . .
do not know,puma outlet store, since you came into my world.
all have been doomed. . . . . .
always think of you in such a night.
get rid of, can not erase the thoughts and sometimes makes me hate myself.
but I forgot struggle. . . .
with others even as you laugh at me silly.
still journeying through that for you,puma women shoes, waiting for the doors and windows long since dust.
today,puma kids shoes, you take my heart completely torn.
haggard face full of tears of yearning.
fragile soul full of melancholy injury.
even a lock of love
and I like that woman out of key
not open
can not face.
helpless
you to the marshes
Let me extricate
deeper ... you know
Every night
I have to wander between Heaven and Hell
more like a sudden heart failure
not because of your injury.
you know
years
shell of my soul and
no longer my own
tenderness more like a lifetime
journey you love fine sprinkling
you know
have you
my thoughts have been frozen.
Even if you can not give me happiness
as long as one day rely on your arm Bay
I felt inexplicable contentment
you know
have had the pleasure
have been turned into torrential tears
bits and pieces flowing into my heart
biting my pain ~ ~
waved, love the way you have been with me
waved his hand, waiting for the end of heartache when the only
the face of every word you said today. My heart aches have also hurt a thorough and complete. I think I should wake up. Just do not know can not do it. . . . .