 Perhaps in night, each city is dispirited, and this kind of people of ours, will marry through a getting black one yarn make first have to visit soul soul. In until the morning, tow the numb heart , lie in most worthing the bed which we loved, finish all ways that can be contacted with the external world, put a most comfortable posture and sink into a deep sleep. . . . . .  When being very early, heard from people, the happiest person, it is no matter in what case,person on not can the quiet not sleeping. Really full and classical!! I think of a lot of lonely children, all often lull to oneself like me, rhythmic and sonorous paces , rotten heart , but still stoic continuation lives on. Their heart is just like a tree , is carved with the annual ring . Either deep or light, more or less. Look at other shore , expect all one's life flower that can turn on and then then , shed tears, smile! Having the period of time, I often vary the mask , alter the thorn on one's body, in such space apt to change , study chameleons , produce a kind of protective coloration, not in order to be hit the Achilles' heel ! The stronger person is the more fragile, this is a truth. And those seemingly ordinary persons, have a personality a lot of tough and more tensile than me . We grind one's teeth and grin, we gnaw each other, just for the prolonged topic, that is love. . . . . . Keep listening to that song <<god is a girl >>, God is the woman's Because I wanted to become the woman , I will not be given birth to for the woman until this life. I am deeply convinced I am a most unbending and most wilful child, so I am apter to be sad and sad. Though it is one that look after good person even to look after oneself, hope oneself can born a girl also. Buy the small and exquisite dress for her, buy the beautiful coronet for her , pitch the lovely handle for her. Breathe out small hands breathed out leading her meat, let the whole world all know she will be another I who am sentimental ! Even one day, I have left away, but she continues living on replacing me. . . . . . The previous way seems remote to disappearing soon, it is pitiful that things that I can remember are few too! My heart, the always going of one day and one day! Have too many complaints to reality present oneself, but I understand all these and is suffered from one's own actions by me! A group of decadent youth of ours, survive during the times of the widowed feeling , wanting to fall far away involuntarily! Having ever discussed a question with TINA, perhaps she has already faded from memory! But remembers that I am deep ~~~ It is finally that the man hangs oneself on a tree, the woman loses in a stretch of forest, or opposite? TINA says: She thinks whether it is a tired problem or not, wishes eagerly to be hung oneself by the tree at hard time, when being energetic, like the boundless and indistinct forest of the challenge Male friend says another one: It is the man that hangs oneself in a stretch of forest, the woman loses it on a tree! Seeing pure essence in evilness, early oneself suppressed will be with the pain that is born, complete release. How long happiness can keep on earth, we leave it to chance! The happy script does not have incoming road, then we needn't go to impose the homeward journey !
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