Once, I was so stubborn alive, do not care about other people's eyes, is just like that stubborn alive, living self, living self-confidence.
That day, took his son back, the train two junior high school students like that of wanton laugh, talk about the ideal of youth. For a moment, I seem to see you once had. How long, I didn't like her like the wanton laugh, smile from the bottom of my heart. Get married
g-suite cardinal manchester, I do not change my own, humble themselves all ideas, into the family, no matter happy not happy. Hurt, I can only use the tears to his stomach. Hard, only to be a as an understanding wife and loving mother, humble even I forget myself. I will be tired, I will hurt, I should do my own. Marriage first, what I want is to rely on a, can be shoulder for me to rely on. But, why, gradually all have changed, changed. More and more I not like myself, I haven't
Not really had a laugh, a long, long time......
At that moment, my heart has never been lost, I asked myself, I should decide on what path to follow. Is to continue to adhere to the once moved, or let go of all, find an own as boundless as the sea and sky. The love I've covered all over with cuts and bruises, maybe I was wrong, how can put their own happiness in another person? But, I am wrong? Wrong? I just want to have a home, a home of their own, I unreservedly give my all to have
g-suite in oldham, just want a belong to my own home. I was wrong? Wrong? Why when I want to leave, pack up and found, I have nothing, is nothing. I could take anything, I can take? Be reduced to fragments heart already left here, Ambilight youth has gone with the wind. I can take away what, what I have, what......
As the old saying goes, the thousand mile long, but Bole not often. And I do, not Chollima, no more see bole. Cause no one, but the marriage is miserable and gloomy atmosphere. Love is not wrong, is wrong in I regard him as my all, I forgot, my heart will be pain. I was wrong, love ought not to bet on, use the life to bet, bet on wishful thinking. I am a tolerance to you, so there will be hurt again and again, let me again and again with tears to his broken heart, the acupuncture needle sewing, in a time of broken, in the mending, in broken. How can you have the heart to, how can you have the heart to let me so sad, I just love you, just want to wait for our home.
You know the first heartbeat? You don't know, because we are in the same situation, you have no mother, no, we are not at home, I love you. I want to love you, want to give you a warm home, a belong to my house, all my gentle, all the love,
g-suite manchester just want to give you. I'm so humble beg for your love, your humble living in a tiny corner of the world. Again and again the tears fell dejected, again and again, I can't see into the future, you do not see the gentle, I don't know if I should take what to go on between us last time. I'm tired, love you, very tired, very tired.
If you can, do not meet, no love, no scar.
