right eye has a brown mole below the fray

I like to drink cold water, brush teeth before going to bed, we should also clean, wait for them to put their whole body becomes transparent ...
small when my father did not like the smoke smell, always feel that smoking will make people become dirty .. but eight years ago, tobacco has become part of my life ....

is the kind of great convergence and obscure like ..

rely on it I remember one time ... and so filled the streets in the night, watching the wind in the deserted streets of the small hours of the shuttle ...
splitting headache in the front of the computer, the screen of white After the fields like snow ... then, perhaps, is in the middle of the night insomnia, think of a person, feel your breathing slow ....< br> smoking like a drug, stop all the pain and confusion is rampant. ...

many years, they began to believe that the so-called love because of loneliness .. .. at that moment ....
many years, they began to believe that some things or some people, just We commemorate .....< br>
fray of a song, song is called \...
that moment, you have finally found love .. that had bid farewell to the people back in the day .. .. have disappeared in this world ... MTV is a pair of love in couples, in Flower and rain in the woods running ...
they grow up, the difference ..
man married a woman dead ...
right eye has a brown mole below the fray, unnecessary one face, hoarseness, no ups and downs ....

lost surging emotions, like the dark water retreat ...
feelings on our own one thing has nothing to do with anyone ..
love or not love can only end their ...

I love my red scars left on the body, one after another. . like a blossoming bloom off later, it had withered Bana ....
wound someone else to shame, its adherence to the illusion ...
and more people have not wound up, we all remember to protect themselves ... care to seek the balance between pay and reward, hoping someone dead set, stick to move about freely ....< br> warm and honest love for people, like birds, have exited the material desires of the city ....< br> as many years, we have not in the city's most bustling street to hear as birds ....

decadence is 破罐子破摔 of such wanton stuff .....
fragmentation voice has accompanied a number of years in the side ...
seen many decadent people, smart, paranoid, a moist atmosphere of the body is are all familiar with the smell of each other ...
many people live lives without restraint, there is no self-control life, like Apple like a flower .. inability to watch again and again, watching the look on down the ....< br> live a healthy instinct of the people, deserve respect for their ..
because so many people ... get out of their original sin ...

who looked gloomy, rough skin, eyes clear bright people who wear shoes and ...
mast trousers, noisy crowd of people over the city ..
heart that time than to go fast, easy to see the outcome of people ....< br> that has been gently breathe in the shadow of death in people .....< br>
us, as the silence .. no water to do the walk ....< br> that moment, we know with each other ... the world can give to the judge and concluded that ... all there ....< br> text ... dream ... blood ... the pain ... also there ....

love us .. they insult our people ... like us no escape ....< br>
2006, the moment I feel happy ... to see if Life is the flower sea spreading ... intense moments sink ....< br>
smoking is harmful to health ......