Say: "the person wants to keep the loneliness, can keep prosperous". I didn't think there was anything in the past, but now, I love it so much, even it has become the only support for me when I am in the wrong time. Aware of their value in the heart, about love, there are a few meaning although I can't fathom, but I know their own ideas, I was like not enough good, but I want to become a better myself. As for the heart, also is too fragile, there's so much like each other in the world people do not go to a, what reason I have to earth on a mission to define myself as a search for love! Slowly and a little like loneliness, only one person, I will find myself actually can embrace my own. The world is really big and beautiful, and I only see it flickering, I am not satisfied at all, I want to do everything I can to see the most beautiful world. I know a person can be tough, but everything is relative, isn't it? To endure loneliness is the price I pay. Think about once upon a time, there is a girl, her make-up, very kind, very ignorant, quiet, like a beautiful doll, no vitality, don't be hate, will never be remember, she felt very lonely. And then, the girl, she became refined, she became strong, she became brave, she became a lot of people remember, a lot of people would talk to her, but she was very lonely. At that time, in fact, she could not tell which is true, which is false, her heart has a lot of contradictions. To others, she was not a simple girl, only she knew how stupid she was, but she couldn't explain it, because the label had been tied to her at the moment she appeared. Even if she is very scared, she still chooses to believe, the reality often will suddenly give her a slap, she laughed herself how can someone so silly to think of others like themselves! Her heart began to harden day by day, and she no longer needed protection. Now she sees herself as less and less in the eyes of others, misunderstood or disliked, and can no longer make waves in her mind. She made the most of herself as a matter of importance. Seen so many disgusting things, fortunately, until now, she would still be awake to tell myself that even if others don't understand sometimes, misunderstanding by others, occasionally will hurt yourself, she will still to do what he thinks is right, this is the only choice, she has left her but she is afraid of ah, in great fear that she might one day be regardless to harm to others, if really that one day, can you forgive her? She's probably really tired. Because you know! She was only a child, just 18 years old, and those who didn't understand, those misunderstandings, those hurt, it was really hard for her, it was too heavy... You know, in particular, that all the punishment is to be made perfect by her wishful thinking.
I can hold myself tight
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