We are not aware of
own happiness because we do not know the joys and sorrows
disappointed that some pain is not being
do not know well, but sometimes we are doomed to lose some greedy
The
some fate is the outcome of the
never love a person but do not necessarily have to have a person
must go to make good love him
sometimes want to be able to come to the re- How good is really important to
fact, the time may not necessarily satisfactory
may not necessarily have to
loss is not necessarily lost
our fate is destined to leave this life
some of the path of life that should not
love in this life should not love some of
do not do
the ultimate outcome, but still is so
we never own it for the love of a man so we have to know what love
< br> simply looking for a place in a part of their
because we love and be loved and understood by our own
loved the people who just gave birth to our lives
many of life re-creation of the beautiful
but may not be passed on later to repeat
So every time we experience the feelings of the good
whether or substances < br> for our life is the first time
are also the last time
some words may never be able to expect from you person's mouth to say
but
when some people say these words from the heart, please do not go away
a commitment we are also afraid of touching
bear a load-bearing of the Covenant
when we have time we always blame themselves for not
what
when we lose it we forget
what once had
We do not know fear alive years
how gratifying
mean we think we have no survival
but many people struggling between life and death
memories are never trivial The
after years of magic
even more attractive than the day, and I think
fact, life itself is a kind of magic
not always have a person
Stop looking
whole lives to find a single person still I know no one right
man just want to have the most perfect thing
such as the heart of the peace of mind
warm berth
is because people who suffer
limited our understanding of God
it more of a godly suffer also because of serious
unlimited
people we see have more of a treasure of life respect
now your eyes see the green grass in the flutter and flying of butterflies?
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