The New Generation Of Banging Hardtechno

aileenie · Posted: Fri 18:00, 06 May 2011 Post subject: Sentiment

Wake up the air we breathe Wei Liang, Lingerie wanton breezes blowing, cold, Ice, and hand unconsciously touched his arm, a kind of shake the feeling. Her eyes were sad and dull, looks into the distance, the heart will always be severely Jiutong. Time really flies, 4,5 [link widoczny dla zalogowanych],6 love, 7,8,9 Acacia [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], said that October is a good agreement of the season, which material who made a commitment to light, who can still recall the original promise? Time passes so slowly, just 18 days, but if over 18 years, he could miss her the 18 days? His heart may be secretly counted the 18 days? Disappeared was no word just a white color, and then she put it, turned out pretty easily vision of love.
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XI seems to come a bit early, because contrary to her imagination, she thought of the situation, he is there, but the reality, he was where? Mid-Autumn Festival, on children round, looked at his hair information, greeting parents, she did not know in what capacity that gave him to replace the greeting. The fat boy, run over to ask her that, that, today, really beautiful night. She did not get in a word, her heart full of his shadow, she had thought to eat moon cake with him, put together lanterns, the first time she thought she had such a strange place in a special holiday, and only his company are more significance. But, it seems, is not always perfect imagination. The fat boys, said, you know I do not go home? Do you know why I'm taking special leave to cook? She has always giggle cover. Mouth is the guy doing the cooking, maybe good to eat, but tonight, it seems, no taste. He has made her think of fried eggs, when she cooked for him once the noodles, and a slight smile curled at the corners. She responded to past indifference and aloof, the dinner table, N and more toast boy, she politely put that, bitter alcohol, heart pain. Fat boys won, that I instead. Eyes of faith, she is not looking, take it over her stubborn, swallowing his tears dripping hard, she stood up, out. This is the first time she heard his words, on the outside and the boys drinking. Her sad, she was not his side, she feel bad, she only wanted was him, no one can take his place. That kind of fat boys eventually injured by her cruel, wine is the best cover, he drank red eyes, and all the people see his heart, how could she do not know. Her willful leave without him, she is always so proud. That fat guy said, do not go, okay? Do not go! Ko Deng her heart a cry, what is the voice of fall, like House of recollected fragments of glass, crisp and clear. She remembered him, and he had begged her eyes, feeling full of broke our hearts in the air, choking the helpless. She ignored the feelings of fat boys, turned and left, she heard the voice of despair, fat boy, whole life Is we are too young and frivolous, the promise that too simple? She paced slowly, leaving fat boys in the night pain. Look, sinking fleeting meteor, it is but a short stay in the surface of the only good, but he was deep in her heart can not describe the falling meteors.
she is not a well-behaved child, with her rebellious nature, but always bear in front of him no less than mind to blame. She wronged her, only for him, I love you. She cried, just as he was with another woman that I love you. She waited for him, so he stubborn, stubborn and so on. She refused any person close to her preparedness for the cold, the door that the door only for the warm and open his arrival. It is said that he owed her, she said, what is owed? A person willing to blame the other side of indifference. Love can not be compared. We love when we love will always choose a, so do not mind too hurt, even if once more willing to repeat the same mistakes, because we are stubborn, so, it was said that such children are likely to be hurt, and she had insisted that she is a lucky boy. She is a walk in the cold edge, she put all the smiles have bet to him, so she just smiled at him. And she said she has always been there for his arrival!
She got up and left, long turned around, smiled, hooked a beautiful ring!