she always recalls a bit

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her, straight to want to always laugh, to be fast life.
her, straight to have to cherish, to never lose.
her, straight to happy to believe that it set down.
can be tiny, the dirty reality nothing caught her.
her, what ever you want to belong to her.
her despair. her down.
She wanted something
cover,
want others to see down.
ㄋ she used to wait
ㄋ she used to loneliness,discount coach bag,
she used to ㄋ,
used to read Thomas Gorman quiet night ㄋ deep a!.
a! her
in the eyes,
she saw to sympathize,
She has time and time
comfort myself.

her, like the Internet,
but she is always in the Internet, because she alone.
her, like sound,
but she is always listening to music, listening to boring so far.
her, like a smile,
but she always smiled and smiled.
her, like to wait,
but she is always waiting, waiting.
her, like commitment,
but always wanted to give her promise.
her, like tears,coach handbags in usa,
but she always cry,cheap coach purses and wallets, personal cry.
her and liked to escape,
but sordid reality, always let her stay away.
her, like despair,
but hopeful too, but had turned into despair.
her, like home,
but it can stay at home, only just take her home.
She is such a child,
no one understands her joy, anger, sorrow,
Tianshi
her own wounds in the middle of the night,
She has her own sad silent reading light.
She wanted everyone to understand her,
willing to do to force her to do things
she wants her as she loved like a!.

her know what is called happiness,
her know what is called love,
her know what is the so-called friendship
her know what is the so-called family,
but she cut it when the owner caught,
her choice ㄋ escape
because she was afraid of his injury,
she was afraid he did not afford the cut.
her straight in the search for something,
her straight in holding on to something,
her, only to feel good.
Every day, in,
she always recalls a bit,
for her, this is a kind of satisfaction,
So, she went to complain about anything.
her wayward boil the night,
her, fell in love with ㄋ night
night she is more quiet,
think of a more mind can not concentrate,
thinking about their own things.

her, like a lost child,
know where to go.
her, want to go to What is the competition,
want to quietly do their own.
she always caught nothing,
numbness,
startling body,
smile beginning
in pain,
crying beam.
eyes red from crying No one will hurt
She is a lonely child ..

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