The movie, you and other people still do not have to.
Too afraid to lose you, so smile all write full of loneliness.
No one with me in the evening, no one asked me porridge.
Then I continue to love you, to sad and lonely.
I still stay where you are, but you never look back.
Once you have to completely shut myself so tight.
Your world is so vast, I will be in the corner.
You really humorous, with the break up to test how much I love you.
You don”t want to come back, I have no strength to please.
You smiled and stood in the distance, I am here lonely wandering.
If you can think of me in the future, I hope it is a warm moment.
The most afraid of loneliness, but is always haunted by this fear.
If you can”t love me, don”t disturb my peace.
The only teacher didn”t deceive us is that three years is really short!
If you are silent to me, I am sorry, I have to be indifferent to you.
I can only let the memories, laugh at me in the end how lonely
Accompany you to go through this section of the road, you have become my way through the road.
The black and white color of the bottom of the heart of the most soft place you have shattered.
In fact, I have been behind you, you will be sent back.
If I don”t love you, how can I allow you to trample on my pride?
You want a permanent commitment, I really can not afford to.
For you, I always can only to the identity of a stranger to miss.
Don”t be close to me, know me, love me, then leave me.
I have never drunk the strongest wine, but I have given up on the most loved one.
I was a joke, laugh others, smile hurt yourself.
Bear oneself can bear, bear oneself can not bear.
Like drinking water, because it can warm my cold heart.
I like to laugh, because I want to put the sadness in my smile.
Apart from the people you don”t do what others sometimes hot and sometimes cold, lonely playmates.
It is said that a boy likes you, he will not call you by name.
Either have been proud of single, or heart and soul only for a person.
I love you, love to the bones, now I hate you into the blood.
Can not. There is a shoulder. Let me be able to depend on.
I think the piercing thing, become a memory after a joke.
You are my can not seek, can not stay, can not have.
I want to draw a circle, put myself in it, and put everything in the outside.
The happy thing is not that there are many people love you, but you love the people who love you.
So, love is not the right shoes, wearing foot pain, threw distressed.
I refused all ambiguous, only to wait for you an uncertain future.
Go to school for a seat, and like a table, is the most happy thing.
Once I thought about the people, also it have forgotten.
Less detours, but also missed the scenery. Anyway, thanks for the experience.
Happiness please leave, drifting in where; if not lost, and what to sad?
Meet, is a kind of beauty, like a small town in the evening, reflecting the splendid sunset.
The time you are always so opinionated, but my heart was hurt you and zero zero.
Alone is not born, but by the moment you fall in love with a person.
I said I loved him. He said he loved me too. Then. This will continue for a long time.
Fear too much initiative but be put to a superficial, have their own thoughts and enthusiasm are converging.
If time is a memory eraser, I hope I never used it.
I will not continue to like you, this section of the text after I was ready to leave you.
Finally, as you wish, I have seen you as a normal, even if you have a look at the excess.
You know about writing is not for me, but I was talking.
Does it hurt? Don”t say, you have to carry, others are not you, will not understand you.
Cry again the hysteria can not represent how sad, only the brilliant smile is the most strong.
Can you tell me the relationship between you and me, or let me, or let me up!
When you see anyone you are accustomed to sometimes hot and sometimes cold, drifting away all the people.
I hope to be a child, because skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts.
The existence of tears is to prove that everything is not illusion, want to make me want to be a reality.
Men like beautiful face, women like sweet. So women make up, men lie.
Walk, walk, walk away, the recollection is weak; turn head to discover, you are gone, suddenly my disorderly.
The furthest distance in the world, is not love, not hate, but familiar with people, gradually unfamiliar.
I want to be your regret when you are old, I think, as I do now, smile.
I dare not to expect too much, just the moment as always, to now become memories, every little bit.
The right people will go sooner or later, its effort to tighten his line, such as when the wind comes to let go.
Do you know what is redundant? Summer cotton padded jacket, winter fan, and have the heart after the hospitality.
There is not a class teacher is not in class when the classroom sounds great, but sometimes the strange quiet a few seconds.
Gorgeous posture, can have a few people know its insider? To mature, and who can know the inner childish?
A lot of people don”t need good-bye, because it”s just passing by. Forgetting is the best memorial to each other.
Once I thought to be true to one”s own love can be forever, and now want to come, but is a joke.
Sorry, not the way you like, did not develop your favorite character, did not make you feel the heart.
I have nothing to forget, but some things are only suitable for collection, can not say, can not think, but can not put.
After the years is so long, long to I can love others, just like you do.
I hope you are happy, because it is my biggest wish; I”m afraid you happiness, because then you will forget me.
I do not know how long distance love can persist, can not meet, can not hug, can not kiss, even in hand is a luxury.