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Think you are careless moment, so that faint melancholy sadness reserved crossed the edge of gaps through each space, spread secretly in their hearts. Net as an invisible heart put together tight, and the Nets in the escape road escape without me, they are allowed to own dejectedyou put the symbols into memory. Only when you want, remember to write the symbols in the inscription on the rock side and this time, scattered a little bit of heart to be invisible you tighten.you and I have the code. Dior UK

You want to postmemory, they would understand not to miss me stranded, looking to extend the distance, as if nothing, you put into, turned into the shadow of loneliness, solitude and lengthy, and in the shadow alone is still in my own lost, no the direction of the wind and look lonely in the chaos of the wilderness of despair, while the shadow of the heart makes you swell,miss long, and I can not find the other side you have.

You want to,closelyonly know that I miss the time cut into a stand of the sad and dreary, put the memory of time wearing a watch chaos, leaving me alone in a loss, I do not know the starting point, end point, but at each miss site, always look back on the past, look my pulsating heart sad smile, so you have at their watch every junction, you want to want to put into a wound, a scorching of the injury, and I still no expectations regret, picked through the memory of the road when not to, no hope of sinking their own look at the extreme you want to.

You want to see the fingers on the keyboard alone jumping, flying beat of my thoughts, so that in their hearts about surging into the solitude and downsnotes waft in the air. Side of the screen you get used to the familiar Dior Bag laugh, will never fixed my heart. Only dependentsudden, you figure disappeared, let my thoughts flow in the air, but may have to leave the words of the characters talk to me miss, but you Christian Dior Bag can not see beyond the distance of one meter, there is missing at the wound fingertips to stay, and I am at a loss this is not the habit of you.

When you want to, always a bit over the past memories, because you have the memory of my existence in order to give you want to write a happy concept. Just because you can only exist in my memory, I have no reason to let the. Because I do not know the, when a break, just had no choice! Afraid that you want to become a habit after their enrichment with the emotions, at first Tim sad! Had no choice but to keep thinking and put the bottom of my heart, but can not give ourselves aanswer. I understand you want to, I could do nothing about it.