Interpretation is always redundant, because people know you do not need it, do not understand you people even do not need it.
Indifference, and sometimes are not heartless, just a tool to avoid being hurt.
Sad and happy for you, who are the enemy; for your happiness and happy people, is a friend; sad and sorry for you people, that is, those who should be put in mind of the people!
Friends, is to see through people like you can.
A true friend is not there with endless talk about the topic, but together, if not speak, do not feel embarrassed.
Sometimes you do not care about each other is not, but you see the other side too.
The other half is not 100 points, only five are the two people.
What is a friend? A friend is when you have committed an unforgivable mistake, still standing around you fool.
When you make mistakes, so people have come Zaima your enemies, and other people have gone before you criticize people who are friends.
Left, does not mean we are not friends, just as the sun will still light the world through the night as the moon.
Your world, I forget the melody of a song; my loneliness, but the sound Kubu Chu. Your Cangsang, Lu-yu my heart sad, I sing again, but it became sad Love can not be docked.
Happy end of the square, cold change began, without any reason, without any reason, we are quietly observed, thin transparent glass, separated by two of the world, no one is against, no one escaped.
Memory, is a thin book carrying the time, gently read, it will scatter the dust everywhere, along with the swirling of the setting sun, like a fleeting fragmented.
If you love,
your love.
give up,
please complete.
wait,
itself is a mistake.
looking to open a little, it will hurt less.
a lot of things, always will know later in the experience, as feelings: missed, regret. In fact, life does not need to know so many unnecessary attachment.
fall, cruel season, with harvest maturity to be immature. Everything will turn in an instant gone with the wind fall and winter, only that a pool of bright mountain streams like the memory in my heart forever rushing flow ...
treasure at hand happiness, do not wait until after the loss of being wrong,
perhaps, your life, it was only then will the true intentions of a person in your body.
Life is like a train, there are always all sorts of people on board shuttle. You may also encounter a lot in the car you think people have fate, but the car will have to stop when someone from the train up and down this life, when you go when you waved, turned around you can remember only way home.
who wait for my pale, ironically my dedication.
standing in a corner somewhere in the world, watching the sunrise and sunset.
wait, is this world the most humble terms.
some injuries, never healed.
die in the sun, surrounded by the most gorgeous die, elated but Kaidaotuni.
When the time in the past, we forget that we once loved a man hesitate, forget her cute, forget everything she did for me.
I told him no feeling, I do not love her. Why is this so? Our love had lost years.
something, if only with memories. Some people can only do passing.
Why not go back since
missed forget why oath.
the world. so dirty. Who is eligible. that sad.
happiness is always full of defects.
everyone has a sad uggboots, but trying to hide something to hide.
you like the sunlight, into the shadow where my heart, tingling with sorrow.
fool was sad, I was a fool, so I am sad ...
finish the same street, back to two of the world.
I can hear you smile your story, but really can not afford smile to hear you say your relationship ~ ~ ~
we see downtown, but the intangible memories.
hear a name, think of something, the city quiet people fibrillation.
I was standing in the corner you see, silently bless you ... ...
There is a love that, even love, but unable to speak; have a love, obviously want to give up, they can not give up; have a love, which is clearly suffering, but not open; have a love, without knowing the road, the heart has long been retrieved.
hurt when happiness?
let her, but put but his
the time when I was facing the sea, others are spring and the sea ... When I want to die together, and it already became the first Dead Sea ...
I have many memories about you, but you think you are paranoid, but a passerby. I want to be with you, even if it is a no head no tail of farce, I will stick to you after the exit the moment the world darkened, the Executive a small lamp, the memory of standing waiting for you.
just want to have a personal, I said nothing at the time, knew I was not really right; to have personal, keep a smile when I know I'm not really happy ... ... < br>
Because of you, others will have become. . .
some things can not stand again.
most fortunate in my life two things, one is the last time my love for you will be exhausted, a, is a long, long time ago that one day I met you ...
If. Are able to heal all wounds. If the. Really are able to exchange all of the true meaning. If the. I believe that all are able to adhere to. If the. All emotions are able to perfect. If the. Still able to meet certain cities. A simple smile. Slightly happy. Wanton embrace. Be nice. But really only if.
met some people, some people have lost, perhaps, such is life, four seasons flow, and finally left who will accompany the side. Appears to have more to lose, instead of income. Those years of deep and shallow marks the memory of those who can not freeze, but also how they will vote. Find a cup of cold water, to rescue thirsty throat. Write some sad words, record the number of trivial life. Fingers to grip with their heating, only last moment. Who know how to open, our hearts will be calm. I smile, is not really know how to fulfill them.
text, SMS, telephone, online news. Gradually I began to let some people out of my life. I do not believe what this world can be forever. You're not me, I am not you. My heart is so small, you can meet a few people can pay, only a handful. Memory remaining gentle eyes will eventually arrived, but usually well-being. Even if it is just a small spot, so we can only see the front, then the simple life, different, but the heart only.
some things turned around my life.
initially did not know, the last not to recognize.
If love is just passing through, why a visit.
some love, have the security horizon
I look back, I have been unable to tell.
She said:
not happy when the laughter, the tears when no tears, no time to believe the promise.
with a fake name because what is really the story.
that adhere to the time, but let go of your hand.
let you go, not because I do not love you because I love you too
time will not change the pain, time can only adapt to the pain.
barriers are not our people, is secular.
suffocating silence, sad me, not you
how many times How many times, memories to draw a circle of life, and we turn in place numerous times, unable to escape. Always want to return to the original place of strangers, if once again the choice, I thought I could love more pure.
to tears left Loved you, the smile left to hurt you most of the people.
years
cried eyes more clearly, the heart will know better pain care than happiness, so let go of his hand, I will smile to go forward, he had to give my love I will continue to warm future, as injury, buried by time.
perhaps because tears too true, so some fibrillation.
cloud, after all, is the cloud. However, it wronged, will be tears, that is ugg chestnut boots, the rain ...
no one is worth your tears, it is worth your tears will not make you cry.
There is a legend no tears
city, the city began because only happy and no tears, and later because the tears dry.
tears spilled in one place, never pick it back.
carousel do you know? This is the most brutal game --- we chase each other, but separated from the eternal ...
never need to remember, because never been forgotten.
and you laugh with people, he may forget, but the people cried with you, but you will never forget.
flowers, and thanks, also insisted that only the leaves, flowers recalled the face of infatuation.
love is like a tug of war, let go of a person, another person will be injured.
train one is always concerned about Christian Louboutin slingback, the other end is always yearning.
I wait and see the other side of the river of my youth, see calm and sad.
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