No, I don't read books at all.
I live them.
It should not be an accident, as drawing me back to those quiet long ways, the smell of the lonely rose which growth on that small planet.The reality is, my B-612 was discovered just following the year that, your son came to explore his world. All the memory, however, even not harsh reality, just suddenly raises into tears.
I went away. you went away. Before the next teardrop falls, on your way to school, which I call my short sweet trip, actually just a commute minute, we say hi, then say bye.
Exploratory factor analysis and confirmatory factor analysis working very well in some cases, such as zodiac data. The grabs can be utmost sensitive, they might all die on these unsecured emotions.
Me, too.
It can be complicated, how we move the first step further, regardless all of the world outside December.
We step, quietly but in a wild and mixed, especially my side,emotions.
The snow falls. you describe me. What you didn't aware is,If only, I can have a walk with you in such snow day in this life,a touchable, breathable, visible one, which extended from the untouchable, invisible December.
If there is really a fate, may it work exactly like this, please.
I am not just waiting, but striving.
There should be someone, comes across in the life, created an amazing relationship, which has the magic, to remove the fatigue of work, releases the stress of adversity, accompanies the period of despair and anxiety, shares the journey with all the joys and pains, in a warm intimacy.
Despite the distance that far, despite the difference that existed.
Even untouchable, invisible,somehow I feel it, enjoy it, that might be never, never coming into the reality.
That's why I asked, for a hand. I am satisfied, even with the handwritten, stepping on breath.
I received this text, from my French teacher, as a gift.
L'amitié est un penchant naturel qui nous attire l'un vers l'autre,
et qui nous fait trouver notre bonheur dans le repos, la sécurité et l'intimité de cette liaison.
L'amitié se fortifie doublement par l'habitude,
parce que cette vie que nous associons à la notre,
nous apporte comme un héritage toutes ses joies et toutes ses douleurs .
Is it a destiny to cross the way in such December?
