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<td class=\every greedy white and tender lips touch his cheek, and then a deep sniff his charming perfume. I like the casual look, and occasionally frowns slightly, turn our gaze to distant unknown location, which look very clear, like a watercolor painting of the brown, it is also the most shallow a pool of the deepest. Even now, I still can not forget the beautiful and clean, he goes on the face.
  started playing with his restlessness, the coffee cup, pale and slender fingers and thumb on the sets with a glowing silver in the ring. \\conversation, and still whisper to us here Toumiao. I heard the sentence she whispered curse swearing, but dared not on on my eyes. I will tone by the rigid-flexible, to look at the man who re-lock: \
  I drank a fruit juice, peach juice was delicious, and it stimulates the salivary glands of people, so you direct swallowing, I still think that it can adjust the person's mood. \send copies of gift to you. first so be it, I have something, bye. \dark red lipstick, and ended with a scene.
  This is my first of several children raised up? I asked myself whether the stop, and not to the public a pension for someone else? I can not answer myself, can do is smile. In recent years, I was immersed in a different little boy gives me the illusion, that the young flesh to enrich my soul, so that I can ignore the hurt inside. I was trying to seal it to the depths of memory, I think I have forgotten it, but in fact, I have been alive in the hot summer fifteen years ago, has never been out of the ... ...
  which years, I was fifteen, still inexperienced young girls. I have a crush on the class of boys playing great basketball. He has a good look at the eyelashes and lips. I write every day in his diary, and then hold sleep, in dreams, and always look forward to his place in the romantic lingering kiss. His tongue must be sweet, I guess. Suddenly, we graduated, took him to the town school, and even family have moved in the past, I was very sorry and regret not his intention to declare his love ... ...
  young love to do when no one beautiful dream, the dream of people in constant self-hypnosis more and more close to perfect, especially the reality when we are farther away from him. Meet by chance after six months I again approached him, it was in an ice cream shop, he and a beautiful girl came into my sight, and he did not recognize me, but I do not care, the courage to make inexplicable I finally do not miss another opportunity, I will own all the voices of long since confided. I remember him smiling the whole process is listening in, despite how beautiful it hysterical, he took my hand and went out. He told me he was like me, than I like him even earlier. I think I forgot something, such as when the neighbor's little boy child.
  all good to let the gods are jealous, we love each other,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], he fascinated me as before. I have finally come true taste of the sweet tongue of his mellow, I think he is using the facilities of the poison to me. I'm crazy, became a mad woman in love, my world is only as perfect as God in this holy man. So, I can not wait in a quiet night all their own to him, knowing all this is just a trap, in this dirty little man was after my body is gone, forever ... ... I was living in the self-hypnosis in the world, convinced that he was just what any difficulties or delay. Even if he abandoned me, I can accept, as long as he told me to come out clearly, I may play I may curse, as long as he can come and I am willing to do anything. Fifteen-year-old pregnant, I am disgrace to their parents face, and I bent the child to stay. So, as we love the short end, It is with our children left the city.
  may be only after all the experience I really began to hate him, such as the train was stolen wallet, such as when they first arrived were black A city hotel POP Counter fool you, and then such as was seizure production flow and thus ... ... Ever since my children did not, I became Liushenwuzhu, like a zombie, I started this job, because I want to make money, make a lot of money, then the entire planet around a circle, we should also find out that he will he cut to pieces. Finally I was twenty I met him that year, one of my regular customers, a man took me out of here, he is a very wealthy man, despite his money from his wife, the first time I became someone else's mistress, but I peace of mind, as long as I make money would do anything. But this useless man soon I am disappointed, his wife is very pungent, with nails scratch my neck, my young skin was scratched a few good hole, a man by his wife away, I abandoned the wilderness.
  I'm not sad, my heart died as early as fifteen years old, and after the time of my entire youth in similar circumstances to repeat, I do not know how much they rely on a man finally became another now envy of the female boss. Three-year-old, a lot of people say that this is only one-third of life, but I felt he had a dead man, but I never stopped hatred, because my life is destroyed by that man so maybe I love him, and it is never stopped, and then they see the way his appearance somewhat similar to the boy, I could not help but want to close. I have already discerned support my belief in what is become of hate or love. New Year is coming, I will end up each day to pray, let me in the new year with him once again. In fact, this decade, I have not stopped the board Missing Person in a variety of media, but did not hear anything. I have not let themselves to be thought of a similar - that is, he's dead. If so, it means that I live is a meaningless.
  I lonely? About any of the people who look in the eyes of the answer is no. I never short of partners around, they are all young, handsome and has his shadow. Goodbye to a relationship on, I started another \Before he and the little boy, let him not \. I seem to find another me, and accurate to say \\\I believe he must have hidden behind the chilling experience, but I never inquire about him, but more like he had never interfere in my business the same. Yes,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], he still has a similar \
  Perhaps,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], some people think I went through so much, certainly it was referred to the few close friends, but unfortunately, I have not met one of my people who are willing to open their hearts to him, but for safety, I I actually talk to him a backlog of more than ten years this secret. He listened very calm and not to pity or surprise, I see through him, so I would prefer to close to him, and we are both different psychological and ordinary people, we have a common loneliness and pride, but The difference is that with him I'm not a young girl, I'm afraid they will become increasingly older, more ugly, but always can not refuse the invitation of death, such as security. He committed suicide the night and usually a little different, he used my cosmetics, wearing my dress, very nice, very enchanting, he left a letter telling me in fact he is GAY, but he found himself falling in love with me , which he can not afford to blow, because before me in the face, he assured himself only ever called \But now he betrayed the X also betrayed himself, he too sensitive and fragile, and ultimately chose to use death to escape from the ... ... I hold his body stiff sleeping peacefully one night, not because my heart sick, but because I was so happy, finally heard the people say \
  not the first time to the police station, but very strange, especially this time of excitement. Perhaps it was a sign can also be understood as fate through the \
  I finally found him, he should have been, and I live in the same city, and when on the police. I had thought of millions of species and met him again when the plot and dialogue, but did not think the reality turned out to be so embarrassing, ridiculous, and he forgot me, did not know me. I was like a mad woman since childhood schizophrenic, wrote and directed a funny half. But when he listened patiently to all I talk about later, he said he think of it, said I misunderstood him. He was very scared, very anxious, very complicated expression: \summer vacation to return home to play, there is something between us that night and I was in between he will not accidentally lose it after the deposit with my cell phone number,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], he did not remember my number, and the next day he Mom and urge him to go back, he had to reluctantly take leave, but he has not stopped looking for me, when he finally found a variety of ways to contact my way Shique heard a message that I've been away from home , and it is likely to be with a man. He was very sad but also very angry, and even suspected that I play with him. And then later everything was broken up by the tide of time, became reluctant to recall his memory, can not remember the debris. Phase, as we sit, if not the original reunion that my life would be like it? He cried, and then not say a word, but I Liu Buchu tears, calm some of the terrible. This farce has become more funny,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], then I should be cursed in the heart of the thief to steal his mobile phone. Perhaps that is the fate of it, I was destined to the front of this man and lose all. So, I was calm, fifteen years, my first calm down, no love and no hate, look at him, listening to his voice, I know I did not love this person. I love that he had vanished in the fifteen years ago, or he exists in my heart, my dream ... ...
  now this man is a people's police, a young secondary school teacher wife, beautiful, and a year-old daughter, he lived a happy life. But his appearance has not really changed, just a bit heavy beard, his eyes more than a few more fine lines. I interrupted his tears: \Perhaps for him, for he is now three years old, as one husband, a father to him, \But I meet, because I've always hearts are looking forward to have this possibility, the only way the tragedy I will not so tragic. But I not figure out why I registered in the Missing Person he would remain indifferent to the truth ridiculously absurd, and I remember correctly, his name did, in fact, I may have never noticed his name is written ... ...
  I did not talk with him too much, because I lack the courage to face the truth. At one time, I consider myself brave than anyone else, I ran away from home has never been to his family for help, but occasionally make a phone call to tell them I'm alive and well. Perhaps, they do not care about the bar. But now, I'm really scared, I'm afraid in front of the police, as if he is to me the death penalty with the execution ground. \the door to bid him farewell: \life and continue to forget about me, let's not goodbye. \things, I am afraid they will not be reconciled. So, I turned back, walked in front of him: \Yes, this is not his, and his tongue in honey has long been his wife melted ... ...
  then how do I live? I can not think do not want to think about. But I do not like the self as Ann had broken, because I am beginning to end is a man afraid of death, but a woman afraid of death, a selfish woman. I do not want any people who know me in the past to find me, so I want to travel around the world is so big, I believe, will find their own later in life. Maybe one day, passing in the street with your ordinary, middle-aged woman, was me.

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