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Wayward friends around me
through the network, and we were aware of their own willfulness. In the virtual world, we let the catharsis of their own grief.
blink of an eye blink of time, it is that we are no longer as quiet as before, from the distance of the regulatory rules, but often crying for no reason, or else simply to lock themselves. Want their friends around to comfort themselves, but they did come they turned around and left, thinking that their approach is very free and easy, that it is a straightforward revenge. But the heart always aches, a self-torture it?
friends around me, all of them are self-willed guy. Let me know what to do headstrong, willful let me see the dark youth.
color of lemon makes a little bit angry, a little heartbreak name. I do not know what it was like a lemon color, including her I do not know why that name, and has never changed over. But I know her heart like a lemon, when are sour. Lemon has not yet ripe, it is bitter. Mature,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but also to make people enjoy a touch of sour bitterness. Stay with her every day, but it was very strange. 'll Never close to sinking, lonely heart. When silence suppression, walking the edge of suffering in the mind can not help themselves, or allow others to save.
always want this Indian girl looks a bit like it to become active, very hard to find something every day conversation to fight bickering. Happy and not only is an idea, in that case why not very happy living with you. Color lemon laugh in life is a girl, I even think she is a happy angel, brought us so much laughter. But until one day she told me that although he grinning all day but never happy. Moment, I feel the world is deceived me, and had so many things around is so unbelievable. In this age where wayward, like his own youth locked in his cage. Her life and life is a living example of the sound, her wayward bit overwhelmed me, let me sink in the depression in youth.
Butterfly Valley
home she had been for his moment of inspiration and joy into the sky endless in this screen name, but also around to show off. She is an angry straight people want to beat her ass chasing people who love fantasy, a bit self-willed, and with a point of arrogance. Do not like the cold, sensitive little nervous.
stay quiet like a person, but there are extreme fear of loneliness. Like the bustling atmosphere, but always feel they have been neglected. Always like to rely on the others for no reason ignored her and never talk to others their own troubles. Always find a place where no one secretly crying and ringing around every wayward friend's phone, but hung up again and again, but rejected all calls. The willful child always wanted to get something done it makes us no peace, so that they are wrong does not know why. An unintentional words, can also affect the nerves of her body. Because of his fragile mind, so that their flow a lot of tears, and let love, pity the also wary.
ages in this wayward, the most concerned about their own views of others, especially friends. And she was so friendship seems capricious becomes exclusive, and let the friendship turned into private goods. Youth is not the case.
dessert
she is not sweet, because netizens strongly opposed to her name before, it forced into the dessert. A look but do not care what other people think is very concerned about what other people think of a person. Why is it to dessert, she always talk in front of us so bitter that she thought there should be a dessert and their own name to the bitter, but also eccentric one.
love the people around her to compile a number of random funny without the language of the first mile recreation each other. Every time she spoke to others about her own reaction is always intense, and more power given to fight back, until the noisy tired, just give up. In our eyes, she is a very lively girl. But, before long, sad start of the text, such as spring, like flooded out. She disappeared off the Internet, nobody knows what happened her.
she began self-willed, and do not like their sheltered small bay, is always missing. Even people, and also his stay quiet one. Sometimes, simply disappeared people could not find her. She also said that one day she wanted to escape, fleeing to the ends of the earth to escape to a place where you can care about her, fled to a place where no one knows. Then imagine how sorry friends, why would not she care about that, imagine the day they have to miss your face with tears. However, all this is silly to her own, which are whims of youth.
to a wayward age, the idea of running away from home is not only a person's strange dessert law, raging mess of ideas will come.
little capricious, a bit overwhelmed, a little need of comfort. Wayward friends around me, in the age where youth is like that.
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