or am I dreaming?
I can't tell dream from truth
For it's been so long
Since I have seen you
I can hardly remember your face anymore
When I get pretty lonely
And the distance causes only silence
I think of you smiling
With pride in your eyes
Lover that sighs
If you want me
Satisfy me
If you want me
Satisfy me
read it last night<
woke up early and felt cold when I went out. I was wearing sandals hopelessly.
I told people that I would stick to wearing them until November, just so I don't have to wash my socks. In
fact, I plan to buy another pair of cotton slippers and start wearing them in November..
I finally found that I have really changed.
Last autumn and winter, the high-heeled small leather shoes, small leather boots, and boots.. Heck..
I just can't extricate myself to immerse myself in the world of creating the atmosphere. I
turned some pairs <<
I don't know what others see. Love? romantic? Reality? Regret? ......
I like it very much, because it is real. Because it is beautiful. The beauty is very real, and the real is wonderful enough..
"Most people can smile, pass by, and forget each other in the rivers and lakes.. A few pass by. Those who have been washed and tested by time should know how to deal with it more carefully.
Those deep feelings should be buried like gems. Gems do not necessarily need to be mined to show off as rings. It does not need the temperature of the skin. "
Writing here, the ring on my fingertip has been sloping and slipping, I took it off, and I was relieved.
I started to be asked why I was wearing this ring that has long lost its meaning.
Every time I answered without hesitation, because it looks good . .I
just want to add weight between my fingers to remind me that my fingers are still flexible enough. The fingers are connected to the heart, and the heart is also flexible enough to shuttle through the cold and thin air..In
the small hours of boredom, I like to sniff lightly The smell between my fingers. Sometimes I put my left index finger lightly on my lips. Can't explain why.
Ixtab, who is in a relationship, said she likes the smell of cigarettes and the way it lingers on her body all day after smoking. .
Anne said, "The lonely man smells his own fingers, and it records all the details of what he has done."
Once..Once you want me.. Of
course, now it is just a fucking joke..me
I once thought. Why the seemingly same story starts with such a different and vulgar ending.
It turns out that it is because you don't know how to keep a distance, and I don't know how to be a little more reserved.. It turns out that we are too greedy to write it Writing fairy tales is actually just talking nonsense with me under the cover of reality and the vulgarity and vulgarity.
In fact, it's just me who doesn't understand. I didn't understand reality and life back then. At that time, I only understood innocence..
Look, the people in the movie understand. So in the end, they can achieve such a beautiful and true story.. I
went to the clinic to get medicine at noon yesterday. I saw a cat taking a nap on the sofa.
I watched it for a long time, and it was cute.
But I knew I couldn't keep it.
I was afraid of rejection. I was too self-respecting and impatient. Willing to ask for but not willing to pay.
I can't stand the cat's indifference, I only get used to raising a dog that is understanding, loyal and beggars..
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How can she be lonely when she is so lonely. His eyes are full of pain and songs are full of scars. Fortunately, he She didn't go with him, and she still couldn't get rid of another kind of loneliness. Since he can't fill this loneliness, why not leave the most beautiful past.. This is really love. It's really real life.. The
heroine is right, It is impossible for him to take her mother together. The momentary hesitation is reality, and the deep affection between the two eyes is love.
Most of the time, love always has to be compromised with reality.
In addition, he and she cannot be destroyed and are still in progress. In the past, in this romantic and fitting encounter, love was the most powerless and weak thing.
If one day, let me choose the same way. I
used to choose the love that I would never hesitate to choose, even if it was false. Now I will Choose to stay and continue to live in reality..
Maybe I will hesitate, if I really choose the former, it will take a lot of enthusiasm to be able to turn back..
I said, I really changed.
"Why do we cry in front of another person .As if weeping in a room with no one, crying in the dark. Is it because of my disappointment, or the inability to do something about some rules. So shameful, gentle and careful, blooming little white flowers. When the barren autumn comes, When the snow covers the field, the heart will be confirmed in silence." It seems that I haven't cried for a long time. Some people say
that I am paranoid. I am paranoid and some things, some things and things that can express my heart.
Yes, I feel that I need to cry, but I just need to cry a little. For example, sometimes I will be very eager to drink a glass of ice water, or smoke hard. Or go out for a walk alone, etc.
In school, in the dormitory, I restrained All this. Just to make myself look less weird. Be more gregarious.
The result of restraint is my restlessness.
Discovering that the best love is not so special and unique.
The most loving love is when you can't tell the difference. When you can't tell the difference between what you love deeply. Can't be eliminated.
What can't be distinguished. Love is the same, how can you compare.
I love myself so much, I'm always looking for the right way to love myself..
Love Rock, love watching football, love beauty, love kindness, love Dog, love fantasy, love loneliness, love the wine and cigarettes derived from loneliness, love my father, love my mother, love my brother, love the few friends among them, buddies and sisters, love who will accompany me all the time, love Let me be like-minded men and women who meet by chance, love yourself...
I love without words, love so dearly, love so deeply.. I never said.
But I found. Many famous sayings that apply to many people, I
love it, but it does not drive away loneliness. It is so loyal and considerate, how can I not love it faithfully.
"The meaning of the so-called friend is just the icing on the cake. The abyss in everyone's heart, if There is pain. Memories or other things, he can only stand on the cliff and face the pressure. It is impossible for him to let others visit this abyss. The understanding between people is completely different, and there is very little compassion. It is probably the case."
This is life. In the end, it's only yourself. So this seemingly bland and gentle movie is full of real life power.
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