You asked I love summer?

(Phunutoday)-merge to tan. You would say "Goodbye" in tears? Also I will not cry despite knowing where is hurt. We each person a, will also meet or will never look back? So "Goodbye" is different from "Goodbye". Looking forward will not like you? I hope ...

If it says no is lying.

Not have any new romantic soul love summer. Can you see how beautiful summer. It is a brilliant guy, full of vitality. The Sunshine Band pouring honey color and by lunch it makes people hate. But who said love's there to hate. Love the guy how much hate him. Not biased but how many sad memories of the time white shirt seems to have with the summer. The boy has a deep and sad eyes though still laugh in the radiant sunshine of transparent Crystal colour or cry as carefree children Rainshower suddenly came, suddenly gone; He still makes covers senior choked tears.

You will remember, the beautiful day was over? Do you think two years is long? You know I have two years enough to realize I'm tough guys? Not confident in myself, I always said that nobody likes me. What do you think about me? I heard boldness should please you keep for yourself. Also I found very important to you, all of you. Is there way to have melted. You would say "Goodbye" in tears? Also I will not cry despite knowing where is hurt. We each person a, will also meet or will never look back? So "Goodbye" is different from "Goodbye". Looking forward will not like you? I hope ...

Unfortunately, that never happened. My friend had cancer, brain cancer. You go when we not say she's as important to us as? It was a summer day. Sunshine yellow light still on hair hair strands, each pupil as sparkling color plated. And on my face also reflect innocent definition, long flowing tears, seeing a friend. Old school game as beautiful as flowers leaves, bright pupil in years as the age band atmosphere the fragile Crystal title student. Paper called me out there and the wind was waving forever the POINCIANA beam. Stars United Phoenix red again, do you? Red desire, passion red, red velvet fire burns their memory. Red Phoenix flowers forever in memories of the pupils. I know you love Red POINCIANA. That's why in my eyes, red and Red sunsets in the summer as the color of blood. Some of the summer breeze came in young man hair, my hair, pulling my books clutched to the memories spilling tears. Not because remember that because the whole sad recollections by suffering.

But today I'll still laugh with you, smile though difficult, very compelling rice or easygoing, worry. Because I will no longer be smiling like that. You think I'm stilted, emotionless when talking of you is my family. I didn't lie to you, to class I really can laugh without reservations, can say what I think. You think I exaggerated. But unfortunately for me is pity, that is true, I am not can laugh anywhere, especially in places called shelters.

I went too far. Guestbook too sad and bored. When you told me, I was going to lie but still have hope on seeing you, be read again these lines so I was telling the truth, what I at least speak with anyone.