Seeing how she likes to lock herself in the bathroom when she gets nervous makes me laugh. I just like a woman, and I don't feel astringent about everything. She said that every time it was over, she either cried or laughed, and maybe it was good in between. I think, inside, is there an intermediate state?
Anyway, after all these years, is there anyone who can let you quietly write poems for him?
They all walked a long way each, thinking they were in love, or in love.
However, there are always moments, there are always words, that you just want to say to certain people.
Yes, at first she was like a seed buried in the soil. He said, like the sun shining on everything, you should have confidence.
So she grows silently.
He was lost in his own halo.
I just read the verse at the beginning of St. Sweeson's Day when the two were lying in bed talking about rain or no rain, and I thought to myself, don't screw it up, don't screw it up, I want you to be different.
What is the difference? Is it true that a good friend who is always in love but never sleeps is really different? Anyway, this is an old topic, is there any pure friendship between men and women. They went on vacation and set a few military rules, what was not allowed and what was not allowed, just to maintain this purity. However, rules are meant to be broken. Only, what is the right time is the question.
Perhaps many are looking forward to a friendship that has both sexual tension and insubstantial sex. So all spiritual and physical secrets can be poured out without pressure. That is to say, want to be there alone, know everything about you, good and bad, and then you have the courage and motivation to achieve your best self.
I know how hard it is to love deeply. Especially as a good friend, you want to act as a shoulder to rely on when the other person needs it most, and abandon gender differences. You call yourself Mr. because you want to hide your love for such a gentleman in vain.
You are angry, because it was he who said the words that hurt you the most. The things you do, the things you do to present your best self, were originally because of his shining, but now you are ridiculed like this. So, you are really angry. However, you can't get rid of it, he called, and you still turned back. He is your magician. You say you still love him, but don't like him anymore.
I don't like something about him anymore, but I still love it. Because liking is because of some kind of cuteness and beauty in the other party, and love is just unable to extricate itself.
In the long journey of life, it seems that we have boundless freedom and can do our best for our dreams. However, how much happiness does this freedom give us? We are still seeking recognition, and seeking recognition is to put our own standards and those of the other party together, and see how much they overlap? This is our little world. Heart prints are like germs.
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