Do not know how recently, and
Mood is volatile, like the endless variations in weather like that
Sometimes sunny, sometimes cloudy, sometimes rainy, sometimes thunder and lightning
My heart is tired, crisp, and tired, hurt ... ...
It feels good hard night sleep,
Always go to sleep just 2,3 point,
But even if sleep was also unable to calm
Those strange dreams constantly strikes me how I had it?
Some things really, really can not accept, even to see opened, put down, regardless of the
Still can not accept ... ...
The results had to listen to your lies, continues in my own world, wandering
Say like a lot these days, and no
Say no to, no ... ...
Tired of this life, people ... ...
Continuously for a few days the soul can not complete even today, the same
Poor people next to me was I hit 2 times, I am very sorry ah！
Sometimes a lie is really beautiful, beautiful people have to like
As beautiful lies always comforting,
However, at least not have bleeding heart collapse
But no amount of lies, in these few days have long been used up.
Remaining only emptiness ~
Some things can not be enough words to answer, after all, no one in their doubly,
But perhaps things can not be said in words to express,
Even if some characters can not represent the aspirations but also to vent
Fall in love with your lies, lies are good or not
I have been tired, I do not want to go tube, and
Because each time you say, then pump up heart once.
All this is my fault, this fault has returned to me,
After all, a thousand mistakes were my fault, all I
Worth of all from my sin ... ...
Hurt, hurt, tired, tears, and pure, and died ... ...
It feels durable ghost ... ...
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不知道最近都怎么了，
心情总是起伏不定，就像那变化无穷的天气般
时而天晴，时而阴天，时而下雨，时而雷电交加
我的心累了，脆了，累了，伤了……
那感觉好辛苦，半夜睡不着，
总是过了2，3点才入眠，
但就算入眠了也无法平静，
那些奇怪的梦不断的侵袭着我，我是怎么了吗？
有些事真的真的无法接纳，就算看开了，放下了，不理了
还是无法接受……
结果只好听着你的谎言，继续在我自己的世界里徘徊
这几天要说想了很多，也没有
要说没有想，也没有……
这种生活很累人……
连续了几天灵魂都无法完整，就连今天也一样
可怜了我旁边的人，被我打到了2次，真的很不好意思啊！
谎言有的时候真的很美，美的让人不得不喜欢
因为美丽的谎言总能安慰人心，
至少不会然已淌血的心崩塌
但是有再多的谎言，在这几天里早就已经用光了。
剩下来的就只有空虚～
有些事情不能够用语言来回答，毕竟没有人会在自己的伤口上撒盐，
但不能说的事或许能用文字来表达，
就算有些文字不能代表心声但也能够发泄
爱上你的谎言，或不是谎言都好
我都已经累了，我不想再去管了，
因为每说一次的话，心就一次的抽蓄。
这一切都是我的错，这种错又回到了我身上，
毕竟千错万错都是我的错，一切都是我，
万般罪恶都源自于我……
伤了，痛了，累了，泪了，粹了 ，死了……
这感觉持久不散……
