I was in my pillow, put a lot of the diary. which the content is all about you. one of you, from the first page write the fifth book's last page. This is actually my own little secret . Today, the corner passing shopping malls, many greetings plastered walls, and my heart suddenly had a memory of the thoughts, pick up a pen to write a lot, the girl next to me laugh, not a writing is not a diary, why so long to write down ? I just laughed, and I can not answer the question. Who would have know that writing a feeling, how much real content there? In fact, every word of which, are you thoughts on that thought a mixture of fantasy, each punctuation is a period, I know that this suggestion is best.
when the diary is written in full, all of the story without you, but also no possibility to continue the preparation. A end mean? mean I want tomorrow, do a real baby. daily work and study, and retention of debris, there are a lot of fulfillment. do not want to go to waste so, whether notes or waiting time. Each a punctuation mark, I want a dash, and quote my thoughts with you, but such thoughts are my fantasy unilateral.
When I put all my hopes are on the wall , the girl's smiling face turned into tears, and she deeply aware of how tough I am, our age, you know, the feeling as great poem. not because I'm feminine girls, but I really The hope, I have a world you spend a lot of time for me to tell you my story.
Thank you for a long time ago told me that you also seek better. But I the axis of the circle has been in you, do not know the meaning of care has not been completely? I always ask myself the meaning of this wait, how can we in the night, constantly forget you. the diary about you secret, are locked in the bottom of my heart. but also to remind ourselves from time to time, we must truly forget. the past is the past poetry style, so I have a lot of time need to realistic. For example, today's greetings, each characters in all about you. I wish you were a fish, always wandering in the deep, so I have no purpose, as the world, I will not get to go. I request you to trust me again, I will not disturb you again, your real meaning, just as I hid in my heart the story.
actor must be you, you are like me, Sagittarius child. Yangtianchangxiao and crying, all is so true. The real taste, let me be written into the diary, and later, locked drawers, locked into the bottom of my heart.
you told me the facts, I know I will efforts to get better drops, this is good, really good, as I'll be fine without you, do a real baby. I will work a person, you have good work, this look at each other things, will not happen to go, so that one day, we met at the corner, but also because I really tried, to go go to your world. that deep-sea blue and the like, I have to taste to go. but then, please You must remember me laugh.
smile always true, there will always be your nightmare, you rebel, the real you, in front of me you little childish. your eyes There are many childish, so I think this would be good to be you, want you to be, I hope you really broader and better. every bit of progress and growth of smooth, to me, is my own thing. a day on your message, and I are so concerned about. once each message, I will be recorded in the diary. then there are my real memories, and most sweet agreement. You said you would I'm on my good, even if is the wind and rain with the crisis. that the end of the agreed sentence, so do not always appeal to. silly, closer every day schedule, is less time to miss you, all filled the air when, Later, the paralysis is to keep yourself. This is a best way to comfort themselves.
the beat every day, are in accordance with certain rules. every day to work, I will tell myself, my efforts to make the world no longer appears among the scratches and boundaries. You are like the deep sea fish, the more swim away, I must be the question of the pace in the day when the sun is the same no strength. I have standing on the beach waiting for you, so you give me a little bit of information, but the wait is indeed sound of the waves, I feel an upsurge of rough. Perhaps, after a long time after, you will swim to the shore, take a rest, make people stop for you after reservations. Do not forget, you run away, and a love you, so you back on shore.
may return, not for me. Perhaps the future of your world I did not figure in appears, do not care to go, but I kept calling it. I do not want you to go back to my side, but I hope you good, good ... ...
these words which I may have a kinds of inexplicable entanglement. please you must forgive, there is really soulful. If there be a day, you come back or to see my eyes, I would have been good, love you forever.
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