Forward-looking

People, to look forward.

This is said to myself.

In recent days, really feeling a bit low. Always feeling very tired from the morning don'tknow the reasons may be tired of studying it!

So give their word, to look ahead. If we say that life can be divided, it is the past, present, and future. The past has a lot of fond memories, but I should not indulge in memories of the past, it will make clear the direction you look. Now, there is a lot of trouble and unhappiness have tired looking at now, I will be more tired. The future, there is lot of new challenges, there is also my success. Although I live in now, but I would like to look ahead and watch my future, the past memory occasionally will have some fun, and then use a clear head to address the problem now. Clear-headed in order to solve the problem, but avoid alcohol paralysis.

Have more than a year and stick to it, I hope it will come. No longer as before, and in any case I would also like to own, and now it is really nothing to rely on themselves.

Busy Busy Busy

Has been very busy recently. But do not know what in the busy ?life of the great confusion .And the body are also more and more bad cold for more than a week has been exacerbated that really have a great deal, it is necessary to review the examination. Also help her sister to apply for School .Why so many good things to do it really want to sleep .....

When I'm feel so bad ...

When I'm feel so bad institute of silence .

Sometimes, you have been misunderstood, you do not want to argue, so I chose to remain silent. Was not all people have to know you, so you do not have to think of the message all over the world. But sometimes, you have been misunderstood favorite, sad that you do not want to argue, and only select silent. All over the world can not understand you, but he should understand, if he even can not understand, what is there to say? In life often have nothing more to say there is even the time Schubert, after all, can not all be right and wrong out clearly, or even not possible with non-genuine. So, do not want to speak, not to speak, at a time when many said that no good, maybe silence is the best explanation.

Stranger is the most familiar with their own

Once everything is in the fantasy into space, knowing when they will become of me now. People every day in front of a computer or even to the early morning daze, I was in before me?
Looking back over the years, I have been looking for in life you want, but I have never been what I lost was my own the most valuable of all, the once perfect and present incomplete. Do not know when I start to feel such a strange start when I change the reality so. To shape society in the end is a real person or people to change the reality of the society

Nothing

Busy day,

Boring communication, manufacturing false smile

Mind lingering shadow

Really do not want to give up

Every time a person asked and answered at

Sensible Why do not so easily be able to extricate themselves

They never believed forever

They never regret not

Why I do not know how to say goodbye Tonight trouble

What I'm thinking

Not embarrassed at not embarrassed of the age, a lot of things, a lot of ideas are not understandable. Age does not understand small, older too naive to think that I am, and this will not be sure that weight is the feeling of my heavy things.

Living a very busy, every day I have different stress from all sides. I feel the pressure or a person, but I still often think of breath, a dream I can not put down too much.

Ask friends and family are busy all day I do not know what, I said that during sleepwalking. Yes ah, sleepwalking. Many want to wake up after all these could be a fresh start, many hope that their suffering is only the feelings of those who do not exist.

Standing on the edge of the roof of the most, I gradually moved to the outside, I beg your pardon, I would like to say that the temptation is too good. Floating cold air blowing in his face before the amount of hair, all the true and beautiful.

Memory

Memory still remember the night we had walk through half mile along the road remember your face under streeplamp and your nice smile when i tell you to live up figure inside the silhouette looks too nice scrutiny only when i congeal my tear I wanna spread my wings But I just can't fly I'm so afraid to show my feelings Dont know will I ever find a lover Maybe she has found another And as I cry myself to sleep I know this is love of mine I'll keep Solitary room Afraid to think about you every time awake

can you hear me

first of all, i really try to write something differently, but i dont know what else is inside my brain right now. so, i just try tell what's in my mind tonight. memory's frozen in a picture frame, days go on things will never be the same any more. thoughts of you when a love never late, how can i pull through when you left too soon. i believe a part of you will always stay with me, i can feel the images of you will never fade away. i cant go on, so pretending everything could be what i think would be. i am inconsolable. i wish i know better time was running out. this guilt i'm left with more than i can describe. and i keep calling your name to feel that i'm alive. in this empty space, you can never be repaid. Being in a place where i'm alone that cold as it can be. if i can take things back to yesterday, the joyful ever gone to inconsiderable. can you hear me!