Just when I think I have learned the way to live, life changes.
Saturday, June 18, 2011
思念一个人的滋味
像喝一杯冷的水
然后用很长很长的时间一颗一颗流成眼泪
忘记一个人的滋味
像欣赏一种残酷的美
然后用很小很小的声音告诉自己坚强面对
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