I gathered. Go home. Xia Hou sent me to the alley.
When I came back, I thought that the light would be bright, at least my mother is.
I got on the building, I found the security door.
Touch the black and open the door, touch the black housing, touch the black open the computer.
Look at the screen lights up.
Suddenly it is more unhappy.
The number of habits. I have a normal website to see. I know that the mailbox is not possible to have a letter at this time. The first window that is always open or the mail.yeah.net.
After the habit of seeing the new email, the big 0 is also the colleigical photo of the college, high school BBS, an interstellar website, two interstele forums.
The discovery of habits is better than any change in the new post of the new post of the new Star War Star Forum when it is more than a few hours ago.
The habit is hungry.
Habits to win.
The only thing is not used to, there are several people on QQ talking to me, and I am engaged out.
I was bothering. I want a flat. It is a pity that can only be in the stars. That Shabi is still a sentence: lihaia
Hey.
What is the use of integrity, even if it can be Boxer. What's more, I will never reach that height.
Suddenly it is more unhappy.
The habit opened a window, here. Small guidelines he is writing a post. It was found that it was not written. Didn't see a new post.
Want to change a window. Opened the favorites and found no place to go. Laugh. Really laughed in front of the computer. Unfortunately, it is hilarious.
(2004-03-09 22:24:30) FB dry there (2004-03-09 22:27:10) Casting sword write posts (2004-03-09 22:25:41) FB suddenly is very uncomfortable (2004-03-09 22:28:34) The sword, you are not cool after coming today, you have to see people a pair of people feel uncomfortable?
(2004-03-09 22:26:22) The FB also has that factor. It's more uncomfortable (2004-03-09 22:26:34) FB back my family, my mother hasn't come back now (2004-03-09 22:29:02) Cast sword? Because of a single overturn (2004-03-09 22:26:57) FB I opened the key in the dark, came back to open the computer. Thief is not cool
(2004-03-09 22:29:28) cast sword, let go. What is cool? What is unhappy? (2004-03-09 22:27:07) FB seems to have been living in more than 20 years. (2004-03-09 22:27:09) FB thief (2004-03-09 22:27:33) FB
(2004-03-09 22:32:04) The sword is unhappy, do you know the difficulties of others? You don't know, so you feel that others are more cool than you, in fact, it is hard. Some things don't say it is difficult to see. However, in any case, I can see the brothers together, I will not be happy, because everyone didn't abandon me, I still have a brother, I am not alone, I have everyone, I have this big family, the big thing Nothing
I haven't happened here for a long time, I seem to have a long history in memory. Every time I gather, I really grow up. We are no longer the junior high school at noon to play basketball in the playground and then go to a bald old man to buy a dish. Going now. . . what is it call? Love?
I feel a little bit of myself, it seems that it is a bit. Joining everyone seems to say. I can only listen to it. A smoking, and I want to do it, not these.
I can't see the future, I don't dare to think. Some things are never thinking. For example, a woman who likes is going to marry someone with others.
And like me? It seems that there is one. But it is not suitable. Nothing.
I don't want to make a complaint here. But I really suddenly want to write something, write it to myself, write to my brothers. Sometimes I feel that it is better to die. However, for their relatives must live.
However, this seems to have a hopeful life. Or, maybe my character is more unsuitable to try to get happiness. I know that I am wrong. That is, I don't adapt to this world. I envy everyone, every brother of each evening. Worship. Really. Can be said to worship. It turned out to play together. But why now I feel that you will become a success in the future. And you seem to have to look at your quiet laugh in your distance.
I heard the song of Faye Wong in the ear. I don't know what to sing. The head has a little pain.
This song is over. Then I also end these words.
There are lives in the world. They have died one day. Not there is something that lives, no exception.
The small number of posts should be written. Go see. I hope that I don't understand the text I can't understand.
