You have not given me the opportunity to explain, and I will deny me.
Falling into your trap time and again, I don't know how to escape.
I just love to be angry with you, because I have a subconscious belief that you will not leave me.
Remember the window or door, creak sound, have changed!
Give me a hard way, I will also spoil yourself fucking humiliate you.
I don't care what other people say, but what I count in your eyes.
If we have the courage to pursue, all of our dreams can be realities.
Leave me is what role, what is said no one will remember.
As long as I live, I will always beside you, even if you hate me.
Like the taste of nicotine, it is because it has a light sadness.
For easy moving, so a more serious injury.
Fool, we are all the same, hurt and hurt by love, believe this he will be different, but again hurt!
Our little stories, like the shadows of the leaves in the sun, are fine and mottled.
I know you don't like me, you just like I like you.
Don't forget to remind yourself before going to bed that we are all loved by the world.
In fact, I do not want to say to you: Happy Valentine's day.
The worst thing in life, one is hungry, the other is lonely.
I know that from the day we break up, you don't belong to me any more.
There is a lot of injustice in love, and someone chooses to escape someone to choose to go forward.
I'm a good speaker, but please don't deceive my feelings.
After the deepest love is apart, I will live as you like.
You make me trembling, and dare not let me out of one heart again, so you bind myself tightly.
Who holds the flower face, let the years have fell dejected?
Some people are really so flirtatious.
All past past is just the past.
You hate me, and it seems like you like me to be able to sublimate my life.
Who cares about the tears I left, if love needs to be haggard.
The expectation of the past has become the helplessness of the present, the good of the past is doomed to become the present injury.
Some things, missed, is a lifetime; some people, turn around, become forever.
I'm walking in the movie scene you like, but you're not in the scene I want.
Life is not equal to life, I want to live with dignity.
Love a person, love his unbearable past, love his chaotic present, love his uncertain future.
It is also a kind of happiness for someone to give.
Every step of the future is a footprint. You love and cherish each other.
Listen to the love song, because no song for mood.
If we can turn back, maybe our love can always be all the time.
Be good to yourself, for a lifetime is not long; good to the people around you, because the next life will not be able to meet!
See you leave of figure, only I know blood silently in drops.
Sometimes a sudden recall, inadvertently miss the noisy days of the past.
Never understand the meaning of life, but can not live in its own form.
Dear, you should be glad that Russia has grown up and is not as capricious as it was before.
When good things happen, grow up to know a good man to be laughed at.
I'm so afraid of getting used to your good, and then you're joking away.
I can't tell why I love you, but I know you are the reason I don't love others.
When you are depressed, I'm your pistachio. When you are sad, I will make you delighted!
Really love a person can not tell the reason. You only know when and where, the mood and the bad, you want this person to accompany you.
We always meet the most beautiful love when we do not know the love most, and miss it.
A moment of gas, you have not seen you are adding me.
I'm not so dull either. I'll dismantle it by express. I'll eat a snack as soon as I get a snack. I just press the alarm clock. I laugh as soon as you appear.
After breaking up, come back is to perfunctory me.
The most feared is the person I always think very important, and his most important person is not me.
Sometimes, love is also a kind of injury to cruel people, choose to hurt others, good people, choose to hurt themselves.
Why is happiness so hard on me, several times through me.
I can not forget those memories, eventually become shackles can not escape.
From deep feeling to perfunctory, enthusiasm to cold, attention to neglect, unforgettable to forget, how can I not panic in the face of time.
It's not your heart, it's the condition for everyone to be your daughter-in-law.
What to investigate thoroughly but can not stand the truth of the stimulus. This is the common disease of women.
This summer less your existence, I do not see the flowers.
Time is so fast, we can't withstand sharpen the time.
Your life is not good, it is not her fault, not looking back at you, it is not her fault.
When you were born, you cried, the people around you laughed; when you passed away, you laughed, and the people around you were crying!
I love you love hell-bent, hate you hate to The imprint is engraved on my heart.
Every time he went to her space, he would delete the record of the visit, but he did not know that her space was always open to him.
If I become a memory, do you forget me.
The sound of the cello was all the time, and I was just silent.
Women don't have a good memory, and the more you remember, the less happy they are.
I have such a heart, you save a little play, easy injury.
If I disappeared one day, would you go crazy to find me.
Although there is no future, but still stubborn choice to accompany.
How I hope to look back at that moment, you can see your beautiful figure solace the lonely heart.
Laugh at the world's vicissitudes, flowers and flowers, no need to stay, as long as the heart of gratitude!
Don't squeeze the world that can't get in, and don't wait for the late good night.
The moon is lost, the water is full, and the perfect state is terrible.
There is a kind of bitterness called separation, a kind of bitterness called discarding, and a kind of bitterness called self seeking.
I was usually angry and began to laugh again. In fact, I also want to be cruel to ignore people, but I can't hold it.
Loneliness is an attitude, loneliness is a kind of idea that is a weapon, sometimes fatal.
No noise, no show, no need for others to know, do it quietly.
The heart is forgotten in the rainy day with you, under the umbrella of you, there is me.
I think that as long as you can pretend, when what had happened.
The world is dirty, and we can never be contaminated by silt.