2012年9月5日星期三
place called the afterlife
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Times always go in such a hurry, regardless of anyone cries retain, leaving the always large tracts of people palpitations blank. Fingertips across the residual traces of a vertical and both passed away, no time to savor something called once things had become. Or life too good or too yearn for certain things, or some people worry so much about why we have taken the trouble and time again to go remind ourselves. We must remember that there is a place called the afterlife, there will be a person, one thing, there is a saying, there is a life buried under commitment. Sometimes because of a landscape and in step, because you and I have traveled. Sometimes because the utterance and silence, just because you and I have said. Sometimes sad, just because you and I have heard a song. Sometimes, because of the simple reason, no one have the courage to be easily forgotten. Sometimes because of an individual, in a moment, a thing moved inexplicable, because kind of genuineness care, ever existed. In fact, later slowly understand not love deep deep hurt, but seriously true love, was thoroughly hurt. Moreover, in the eyes of others, the kind of injury is so cheap, so it does not matter. Think about it, I will so few good friends, really good few, but at least before you, I can be proud of do not have to pretend, that real feeling really good. Sometimes very lonely, want to contact, but told myself not to disturb. QQ always not online, will not let you come to me, and only occasionally to contact you, I remember you. Internet, only in the game crazy, time seems to be back to that period of debauchery, once the period of single moments of your existence. Sometimes looking for someone to talk about, but unfortunately, they tell myself not to go to the trouble. In fact, slowly get used to sleeping late every day. Because, obviously tired, lying in bed snoozing Unfortunately, close your eyes, but felt more and more tired, so, she does not want to sleep, prefer unexamined life is every day, and do not want to change. In fact, really do not want to look at again right or wrong, just want to do the things you like, and reckless. Do not want to go because someone or something to change, long road, the wrong step, after all, will come to the origin. Do not want to struggling again, it quiet close my eyes, and slowly to enjoy the kind of aesthetic powerless to resist, then calmly waiting for the arrival of the outcome. If I said, If, If you wait until the heaven, then hell, only one place to another, and then replaced with another way of life.
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