Has no one understands me. -oakley dart

I used to pretend to strong, accustomed to a face ... really wrote all my heart to go . . . Transferred to look up ...The time, I tired
fact, has no one understands me. I used to pretend to strong, a man accustomed to the face of all ...
I do not know in the end go nuts sometimes

very happy and I can speak for each person, can be very presumptuous;
But no one knows, but that is disguised, it is deliberately disguised
I can make yourself very happy very happy,
but could not find the source of happiness,oakley dart, just giggle.
I am not used to things and people say, because I am not used other people look at me with pitiful eyes.
In fact, I cherish the people around, but the pressures of life so I am good at forgetting, forgetting to pass through those memories forgotten
I think it can make yourself happy ...
However, I feel it is more lonely ...
night comes, cold air around a person sitting on the grass ...
the sky trance ...
do not know what my mind was thinking ...
miss the past, This is the only ...
In fact, I am also very keen to have a person can understand me; can come into my heart ...
In fact,supra society, I am tired, really want to put all the pressure of reality ...
but only I slowly let go ...
carrying them into their own space QQ Tang

to see how many people still care about me, see me, how much space I have followed the dynamic ...

down, then down ...
more important is the person they care about the dynamic ...
but just look,supra vaider red, do not bother ...
when found, I no longer love to write log Even if the latest log, the front will take a [turn] ...
I did not become lazy, but I am tired ...

willing to use someone else's language, to express their feelings ...

linked to the QQ, but not hung up on the line
QQ, chat
not only repeated the 'start grouping' and 'closed group' ...

on-line, is To pass the lonely;
stealth, to avoid disappointment;


so hung up QQ, hidden the body, bit by bit, looking at other people's changes ...

when < br> I do not like chasing, as before, but wanted to jump
when
I let myself become silent,
but would like to know more about the so-called friends around me

like in a very quiet very quiet night, turn out the light to my wrapped in silence, but I fear the night ...

and friends get together occasionally,
or happy or disappointed
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occasionally will pick up the phone open contacts lonely, over and over again ... do not know who the call ,,,,,< br> no matter how good things are lost one day, then deep have forgotten the memory of the day; to love people who have gone to the day; not retain the abandoned, the treasure will never let go!