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Wysłany: Pon 15:42, 16 Maj 2011 Temat postu: Oh, someone put me in the chest Wu , love me love |
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me [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], has been a lonely lonely do not like, do not like been lonely lonely boy wound.
accustomed to wandering on the network, used to see various stories on the network, and then write down their feelings are written, or happy or frustrated, or happy or lonely.
seen many happy people, have seen a lot of lonely sad sad sad people. Happy people, happy with their warm flavor text, the pain of the people, their words of despair and frustration with the taste; happy people, and their text is warm, sad people, their language is cold; happy people, and their words are sweet, sad people, their words are bitter. But no matter who look happy or sad words of people, and I are moving, touching the goodness of life, feeling life's hardships and vicissitudes of life. Look at their words, feel that their text is abundance, not like me, it seems can not find words to express my mind or emotions, my words are dry.
like to see the article happy to see happy people tell a loved one, telling them the sweet life, so I can feel the shadow of happiness; like to see the article sad, sad to see people who tell the night [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], dark, gloomy, so I can find a trace of dark strong life support, after all, this world there are many like me unhappy or desperate people better than I do.
like the network, like music, like words, like the game, like friends. I open the network perspective, let me vent or music to resonate, words I write my desire and sadness, the game gave me a boost, a friend for my heart to bring light and warmth.
enjoy a lonely man, put a happy or sad music, so that my mind away from it; to enjoy one's alone, watching a classic comedy, or hot or TV or VCD , so that my mood ups and downs as the story and forget the physical pain; enjoy a quiet man, holding a book, a cup of tea, you can ride for half a day a day like this, it is freedom, not need to accommodate anyone.
But too often, but fear of a person alone. Pain in the middle of the night comes, a person faces the night, the face of changing ceiling, I would like to have a personal chat with me, if not for my pain relief, but as long as you can sit quietly beside me, holding me gently hand, is sufficient; evening walk out, tired, and I hope to have a pair of warm hands can help me, or in my back, I can casually see a pair of soulful eyes staring at me; thunder and rain blowing wind of the night, I need a man, hold me tight, I no longer feel fear; winter night [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], a man sleeping in the large bed, wrapped in a blanket blankets, tightly holding his shrunk to a group, still feel the cold and trembling, until dawn, like hands and feet still as ice, so much want to have a man love me, love me, using his body to warm me, as I drive away from the heart comes out of the cold, so that I can sweet asleep.
laugh, want to have people with me, and I rejoice; to cry, want to have people with me, as I wipe tears, or gently comfort me.
Really Want, someone put me in the chest Wu, love me love me ... ...
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