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alexandra · Lama Dołączył: 04 Mar 2011 Posty: 23 Przeczytał: 0 tematów Skąd: England

Light, in the spring breeze brings tears in the afternoon, thoughts drifted from. Mind, as the depth of the fog [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], wet heavy-handed invasion of the desolate state of mind.
renowned for a few days without you, feel very long. Even if the want to, I have used to silence, as every time you talk like you tell their habit, and I can listen to enough!
each time you open the computer, first hang your QQ, you're not, I'll have you hanging, I feel with you, no more loneliness.
your message [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], your message is full of apologies, I am very sweet. Shows how much you care about my feelings, but also think of me, it was enough. You're busy, I am very pleased, because you will be very full [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], full when there is no trouble. And that is exactly what I expected.
Jingchu time to see you gloomy picture on the QQ, expect him to suddenly turn and look forward to his message flashed, although more and more disappointed, but expected more and more concentrated.
When I boarded another habit of your number, the worth of boring to open your space, you know in another inadvertently QQ, curiosity prompted me to go step by step, so a new you standing in front of me, once a passionate, people who have children addicted to the network so lifelike. Really make people feel bad, pity.
sad time, there are also a little bit lost, because I see children who just a package [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], your heart, you had the slightest of all I do not enter. I might spend another lonely your online friends. I was very sad sigh, he refused to let you hear. Grow a heart, such as the hypocrisy of the grass, obviously love, but a trace of light passing vain, term heart overflowing deep bitterness.
bleak destroy Flower Fallen flowers, Fallen flowers to the hard left. Yes, there must be dying fragrance, there must be a busy losing their leaves, but there shall be a separate gathering. Just like the fallen leaves can be left with a I think must be some wind, some rain, some cold, everywhere desolate, full of unforgiveness.
Maybe I'm just the wind, gently, the quietly go, in your little world made a stop, pleased at your side, fascinated by your warmth, tenderness with me, immersed in your around and listen to your voice, crazy to see your smile, you sad I'm sad, I'm glad you happy, your heart is tired I Heart War. I am the gentle wind, I would like for you grazed the tears, kissed his cheek, let you feel the silky tenderness, sinking your heart young and sorrowful, inspiring. Only when I brushed your thoughts wander to the side when you? You also miss me? With so
to a sad, my affection homogeneous condensate, does not seek enthusiastic, asking nothing in return, indifferent to you. Has no other desire but turned into a ray of light breeze, light pull up your clothes, even if you have no feelings, even if you disdain, even if you are bored driving, I would say: I was drifting away. There is a frustration, there is a sadness. Acacia faint faint melancholy, lonely light touch and worries, light breeze light soft, subtle light defensive mind.
just - you know?