When it's over, I'll send you... How so beautiful literary young woman is a talented woman years quiet good, people merciless! Never shallow, how deep love. No man is heartless cat is cunning no man is heartless, no man is heartless no love! This head for a bit more elegant, each busy, each way sentimental people, unshakable, unshakable, a few times capricious, and ruthless people persistent, determined, but at least not everywhere mercy, ruthless people are not born like this, I always feel that there is a grave in the heart of such people, buried a widow, a merry and affectionate person, scattered, uneven, Not everyone is a lover, there are special people... Heartless people are not really loveless, some people just on the oath that I have, do not want to face, choose to avoid, finally, let down the other side... These people are also heartless
In the most unable hour met the girl who wanted to give help life.
There are some previous photos in the mobile phone, looking at the sensor contamination seems to be yesterday, but think carefully should be some years, but can not remember how many many years, maybe two or three years, maybe four or five years. The most fair in the world seems to be the moment, no matter who no matter where no matter what, the moment of breaking money is the same, whether you are happy or difficult and valuable, it is so willful to record you into the past. Life seems to be anything and nothing in the course of time. None of us knows what will happen when we become history, only that history has history behind us, and we have no way of knowing how long the evolution of the planet actually takes, only how short life is. So there's still no you! At some point, touched a diverging it, but poured all into it... Oh, yeah, that's the worst part.
. I will accompany you when you are at ease. Simple single is happiness, there is an operation called "memory log" can solve your "cite" trouble seems that I am too science students, so the blueprint of the literary article, haha
And take care of yourself.
Everything is because we are thinking all the time are continuing life is continuing the phenomenon of people. Some people are thinking about what is happiness, I think you are very happy at the moment, because you do not think about happiness, happiness is just what you think, you think it is so simple happiness. That is because neither each of us, nor the philosopher who thinks more deeply, can appreciate what life can be, what life is, what thought is. It seems that I suddenly have a little sense of the process. In the past year, I read a philosophical book called "Process and Reality", but I should have read an overview, which discussed the relationship between human life and time from a philosophical point of view, and that relationship is what is process and what is reality. We thus become history with the process of time