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Painful choice
Painful choice
A pair of lovers are in love. Every boy, girl bed, before work is always worth hearing a hundred girls kiss her forehead, then said: "Try to sleep, to work the good work" ... ... This is a small argument often quarrelsome lovers, but not take a few minutes He Hao will be reconciled. So noisy day living. Are believed to each other each other, the girl felt so happy, so happy.
Despite this, do not want to happen happened.
One day, as usual, the boy told the girl: he has entertainment tonight, told her to sleep early, do not wait for him. Girls, as of old said: well, know, drink less wine.
The next day she'll never forget a Sunday morning, the girl got up early and make breakfast for the boys. Looked at the time he would call the boy got up and saw that her heart scene. The boy's room with a girl, and still her friend. The girl to the extreme heartache, but she did not cry, trouble, unusual calm. The girl said something: eat breakfast, they turned to go.
Quickly caught up the boy holding the girl said, and many sentences I'm sorry ... ... I'm sorry, last night, more drink. Forgive him, he can not do without her.
Girls feel that boys in tears, tears in her shoulder hit, cool.
After a long time the girl finally spoke, she said to give him a week's time to consider the next week to give her an answer today.
Girl friend spent a week of heartache, this is the time when the boy to answer. Accompanied by her friends finally had the courage to return to their cabin. Saw the boy sitting on the sofa, his eyes looked at him blankly and her photo. The girl took a deep breath and said to him to embark on the face of love and responsibility is difficult to choose, right? I'll help you make choices, right? Car Ornaments|Auto Locksmith Tools|LAUNCH X-431|D-CAN Interface|inpa k+can|xprog-m|upa usb|Alarms and SecurityHe then got into the room to pick up a few pieces of clothes, the other nothing away. She looked at this Bedroom house, heart, an indescribable feeling. . . . . . Girl carrying a bag of tears he said: You do not want to, I let go to you free.
First came to the door girl, who met her friends.
"Do you hate me?
"Things have come to this hate you, what is the use?"
"We can be friends?"
"I do not know"
Together with her friend said bitterly meal: "From the beginning you do not have this friend, and I think you are such a girl, to a man selfish to even his most intimate friend was not. so difficult that you forget it? how she has been for you, you feel bad when she how to comfort you, when you are not feeling how her leave of absence to accompany you.. friends, now you think there may be it? wrong about you. " Having to take her away.
Reached the elevator, she burst into tears out. Friends helped her patting her shoulder and said: "I know you suffered a long time, nothing cry, everything will be okay. Say you that you or the original, but his loss is not what you have lost a beloved people. step on a still day with my Bangni Ding, want to go relax a word, I have to accompany you. "
Today, the girl wrote in the diary this to say:
Today I am sad to the extreme, sad tears Liu Buchu come. Today I lost too many things in this belongs to me. No, it should be said that once belonged to my stuff, right?
Once thought he was a very strong person, even if the loss of love, you can also lived up to the wonderful. I was wrong, wrong in a bit overestimating himself. Actually I'm not, I do not strong. Just kept it to cover their own vulnerability, obviously very sad, heart pain, such as a knife ... ..., why pretending to be strong? I do not understand why people always want to experience things before you can learn more about yourself. If everything can be avoided to not be so sad ... ...
A man not lonely, lonely like a talent. For tomorrow, I'm not sure. For love, I mentioned. A first romance, after all, not the outcome, so I do not want to write the results ... ...
So lonely, Whenever I think of him, as if the pain to engulf me, but not to him. I will work hard to try to fight off their own, afraid he would not fit me. Maybe my friends are right, I was stupid, the competition has not yet begun to opt out, against a friend, so what?
But I know better than anyone at the moment his heart like me pain. But I can not forgive him, I do not want him difficult to watch him struggle in love and responsibility among and responsible people need him or my best friends friend. How can I do it. Fight it? ? ? ?
"We can still be friends?" I have been asking themselves this question. Still can not answer, perhaps time can change everything, right? ?
Life will never be the water brewing tea, the afterlife, and his chance encounter in the crowd, but why pass yet, what is left? Is a sad, sorry? Or tears ... ...
Some fate is doomed to lose, some fate is never a good outcome, not necessarily own, but when a person must be properly valued, love him (her).
Parted:
He cried because he really loved;
I cried because I was really heartbroken and abandoned.
Today I am sad to the extreme, sad tears Liu Buchu come. Today I lost too many things in this belongs to me. No, it should be said that once belonged to my stuff, right?
Once thought he was a very strong person, even if the loss of love, you can also lived up to the wonderful. I was wrong, wrong in a bit overestimating himself. Actually I'm not, I do not strong. Just kept it to cover their own vulnerability,Bmw GT1|diagnostic tool|auto diagnostic tools|Programmer and Chips |Auto Testing Tools|Transponder Key|Tire Pressure Monitoring System|Original ICC IMMO Calculator|obviously very sad, heart pain, such as a knife ... ..., why pretending to be strong? I do not understand why people always want to experience things before you can learn more about yourself. If everything can be avoided to not be so sad ... ...
A man not lonely, lonely like a talent. For tomorrow, I'm not sure. For love, I mentioned. A first romance, after all, not the outcome, so I do not want to write the results ... ...
So lonely, Whenever I think of him, as if the pain to engulf me, but not to him. I will work hard to try to fight off their own, afraid he would not fit me. Maybe my friends are right, I was stupid, the competition has not yet begun to opt out, against a friend, so what?
But I know better than anyone at the moment his heart like me pain. But I can not forgive him, I do not want him difficult to watch him struggle in love and responsibility among and responsible people need him or my best friends friend. How can I do it. Fight it? ? ? ?
"We can still be friends?" I have been asking themselves this question. Still can not answer, perhaps time can change everything, right? ?
Life will never be the water brewing tea, the afterlife, and his chance encounter in the crowd, but why pass yet, what is left? Is a sad, sorry? Or tears ... ...
Some fate is doomed to lose, some fate is never a good outcome, not necessarily own, but when a person must be properly valued, love him (her).
Parted:
He cried because he really loved;
I cried because I was really heartbroken and abandoned.
A pair of lovers are in love. Every boy, girl bed, before work is always worth hearing a hundred girls kiss her forehead, then said: "Try to sleep, to work the good work" ... ... This is a small argument often quarrelsome lovers, but not take a few minutes He Hao will be reconciled. So noisy day living. Are believed to each other each other, the girl felt so happy, so happy.
Despite this, do not want to happen happened.
One day, as usual, the boy told the girl: he has entertainment tonight, told her to sleep early, do not wait for him. Girls, as of old said: well, know, drink less wine.
The next day she'll never forget a Sunday morning, the girl got up early and make breakfast for the boys. Looked at the time he would call the boy got up and saw that her heart scene. The boy's room with a girl, and still her friend. The girl to the extreme heartache, but she did not cry, trouble, unusual calm. The girl said something: eat breakfast, they turned to go.
Quickly caught up the boy holding the girl said, and many sentences I'm sorry ... ... I'm sorry, last night, more drink. Forgive him, he can not do without her.
Girls feel that boys in tears, tears in her shoulder hit, cool.
After a long time the girl finally spoke, she said to give him a week's time to consider the next week to give her an answer today.
Girl friend spent a week of heartache, this is the time when the boy to answer. Accompanied by her friends finally had the courage to return to their cabin. Saw the boy sitting on the sofa, his eyes looked at him blankly and her photo. The girl took a deep breath and said to him to embark on the face of love and responsibility is difficult to choose, right? I'll help you make choices, right? Car Ornaments|Auto Locksmith Tools|LAUNCH X-431|D-CAN Interface|inpa k+can|xprog-m|upa usb|Alarms and SecurityHe then got into the room to pick up a few pieces of clothes, the other nothing away. She looked at this Bedroom house, heart, an indescribable feeling. . . . . . Girl carrying a bag of tears he said: You do not want to, I let go to you free.
First came to the door girl, who met her friends.
"Do you hate me?
"Things have come to this hate you, what is the use?"
"We can be friends?"
"I do not know"
Together with her friend said bitterly meal: "From the beginning you do not have this friend, and I think you are such a girl, to a man selfish to even his most intimate friend was not. so difficult that you forget it? how she has been for you, you feel bad when she how to comfort you, when you are not feeling how her leave of absence to accompany you.. friends, now you think there may be it? wrong about you. " Having to take her away.
Reached the elevator, she burst into tears out. Friends helped her patting her shoulder and said: "I know you suffered a long time, nothing cry, everything will be okay. Say you that you or the original, but his loss is not what you have lost a beloved people. step on a still day with my Bangni Ding, want to go relax a word, I have to accompany you. "
Today, the girl wrote in the diary this to say:
Today I am sad to the extreme, sad tears Liu Buchu come. Today I lost too many things in this belongs to me. No, it should be said that once belonged to my stuff, right?
Once thought he was a very strong person, even if the loss of love, you can also lived up to the wonderful. I was wrong, wrong in a bit overestimating himself. Actually I'm not, I do not strong. Just kept it to cover their own vulnerability, obviously very sad, heart pain, such as a knife ... ..., why pretending to be strong? I do not understand why people always want to experience things before you can learn more about yourself. If everything can be avoided to not be so sad ... ...
A man not lonely, lonely like a talent. For tomorrow, I'm not sure. For love, I mentioned. A first romance, after all, not the outcome, so I do not want to write the results ... ...
So lonely, Whenever I think of him, as if the pain to engulf me, but not to him. I will work hard to try to fight off their own, afraid he would not fit me. Maybe my friends are right, I was stupid, the competition has not yet begun to opt out, against a friend, so what?
But I know better than anyone at the moment his heart like me pain. But I can not forgive him, I do not want him difficult to watch him struggle in love and responsibility among and responsible people need him or my best friends friend. How can I do it. Fight it? ? ? ?
"We can still be friends?" I have been asking themselves this question. Still can not answer, perhaps time can change everything, right? ?
Life will never be the water brewing tea, the afterlife, and his chance encounter in the crowd, but why pass yet, what is left? Is a sad, sorry? Or tears ... ...
Some fate is doomed to lose, some fate is never a good outcome, not necessarily own, but when a person must be properly valued, love him (her).
Parted:
He cried because he really loved;
I cried because I was really heartbroken and abandoned.
Today I am sad to the extreme, sad tears Liu Buchu come. Today I lost too many things in this belongs to me. No, it should be said that once belonged to my stuff, right?
Once thought he was a very strong person, even if the loss of love, you can also lived up to the wonderful. I was wrong, wrong in a bit overestimating himself. Actually I'm not, I do not strong. Just kept it to cover their own vulnerability,Bmw GT1|diagnostic tool|auto diagnostic tools|Programmer and Chips |Auto Testing Tools|Transponder Key|Tire Pressure Monitoring System|Original ICC IMMO Calculator|obviously very sad, heart pain, such as a knife ... ..., why pretending to be strong? I do not understand why people always want to experience things before you can learn more about yourself. If everything can be avoided to not be so sad ... ...
A man not lonely, lonely like a talent. For tomorrow, I'm not sure. For love, I mentioned. A first romance, after all, not the outcome, so I do not want to write the results ... ...
So lonely, Whenever I think of him, as if the pain to engulf me, but not to him. I will work hard to try to fight off their own, afraid he would not fit me. Maybe my friends are right, I was stupid, the competition has not yet begun to opt out, against a friend, so what?
But I know better than anyone at the moment his heart like me pain. But I can not forgive him, I do not want him difficult to watch him struggle in love and responsibility among and responsible people need him or my best friends friend. How can I do it. Fight it? ? ? ?
"We can still be friends?" I have been asking themselves this question. Still can not answer, perhaps time can change everything, right? ?
Life will never be the water brewing tea, the afterlife, and his chance encounter in the crowd, but why pass yet, what is left? Is a sad, sorry? Or tears ... ...
Some fate is doomed to lose, some fate is never a good outcome, not necessarily own, but when a person must be properly valued, love him (her).
Parted:
He cried because he really loved;
I cried because I was really heartbroken and abandoned.
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