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I suddenly felt, I don't have love.
Disappointed, despair or, just moment feel the feelings of the road more and more tired and poor. I thirst for love, but they don't believe in love. This is a kind of fate?
Growing up is with great care, the more care, the more vulnerable. Growth, take not just time, also took many people not afraid to lose courage. So we weak, we cannot withstand a single blow, never ending in the reciprocating. I think, when can I find love.....
In the face of grey, the appearance is easy to be old, we still have how many days can it, I just think I'm a heart so vulnerable people, hope can have a person to depend on, have a personal love, however, it seems, can not find.....
I will also ask yourself, what the problem in where, but never to my real heart, sometimes inexplicable that deep inside the fear and helplessness.....