 Wysłany: Śro 14:58, 27 Kwi 2011 Temat postu: Heart drop language |
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| in the early autumn morning breeze, the coolness is inevitable, but I did not feel cold, because the mood filled with you.
remember that we have been discussing the topic of the autumn, I said, is a plagiarist greedy spring autumn fruit; you said the seventies in autumn is a bald person, people feel sad at the same time had to accept twilight of life near the helpless. Like you, I always do not like autumn Omega replica, this time sounding organ, mind you figure lightly dance on my mood. Seeing emerald lawn that loss of life had endless associations. If you do not meet by chance, I may still not be one, as the arrogance. Still tasting the towering capricious Even those rugged old man who could not understand bad dancing. That they in addition to writing a thick twilight of life Tag heuer watches, it only reflects the old and calm. When a trace of comfort to the hearts of friendship turn a bit, and I had just discovered: he is a very ordinary person. When the piece was tempted Adam and Eve meandering climb creep with the body to me, the surprise being not it mingled with a trace of panic; shock, do not also look forward to passing a trace. Accepted the loss of your love, be placed back where they know what to do. On the diffuse feeling lazy you out of fear; on being afraid of losing their love; on the throat, worried that others will look into you; on the chest, afraid you feel oppressed, and instantly lost you. When I determined to secure in your heavy in my heart Cartier replica, I suddenly see that this piece of lawn. In that pulse light green, like a gurgle of Oasis into my heart: the background color of the beginning of the emotions of people rummaging out, as the carpet, rolled out of my heart, then you are on top, so you can tell forever in my the heart. The power of love is no longer what I perceive it all wrong, until I see you carrying a hand turned back again to her, I suddenly thought: I am in your eyes is so insignificant. I, quietly cried ...... increasingly hard to catch my lofty and elegant, vulgar hysteria to sweep grasp, want it in the form of particles dissolved in my blood. It infarction in my personality, I had to force myself to tears dripping swallowing, breathing. With a loss of despair, the pain of having a hard time with a sour, almost hindered the pace of my life. I came to a hill, when I went to the top, noticing, has been sweating. One time I came to realize the difficulties of life, emotional, difficult: a small height, can make a vulnerable daunting; a small height, can make a physically weak person is in serious difficulties. Perhaps this is why people prefer to keep a trace of the so-called gram quiet and dull rather than marching to the emotional peak of the reasons for it. I do not know when sprint is coming to this team. Unconsciously recall my ear once again the voice of your phone, such as spray Tiaodang the sea, bright flash, clear the lesson; Another example is an echo in the valley Long Run mellow, round sound long. That voice was his father's pride, like the brother of tolerance, more like a lover that love the comfort. I grew up in your haste. So I thought: if people's lives only seven years, then thirty six years I have in mind on your side; If a person can live to eighty years old, so I have forty years of time in the mind be with you; If the calculation of life to a hundred, I can only wait for you, but Oh sixty years. So I would like to change all, and makes you taste some of my painstaking phase alone gift ...... |
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