所以....定不下心写blog~
一直以来写的，都是我想告诉自己的
都是在告诉自己的...
这是我喜欢的地方所在。
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今天，我发现自己真的不适合当主动那位
我约了大家
大家来了
我却不知道该做什么
我很无助
我求助
我让他们就这样等
我...的心情让我好难堪...
chl! 你！这个王八蛋！知道你不在乎，但起码尊重好吗？
nkj！你挺不错嘛~起码说话语气好过你朋友
对啦，是我的错，我不知道该做些什么
才会引起你说这话
你说走？
算了...
我疯了...
不是真的疯了
是疯了
我想....
我在意你
噢~才怪~
爱疯了...
What can I do？ Where can I go? It's so cold. I can't feel my fingers. I can't find my flowers. If only I could see. If only I had a few coins. I can't go home without money. We'll starve. Poor mother will die. I won't be able to pay the rent. It's the end. I 'll never see the sun again.
Sorry?
The worst ever.
Yes.
Can you help me find my flower?
Yes? What is it?
Really?
Truly?
And what is your face like? You feel cold yet so strong and smooth....with just a hint of rust.
Not since the fire at the match factory.
Yes. I used to pack match boxes. Big match boxes. Full of big matches.
Yes. Lord Septic didn't pay us. He didn't keep the matches safe because it would cost him money. There was a fire and many workers were killed. I was lucky. But the flames hurt my eyes. I cant see anymore.
I think you mean WEEK. They want a shorter working WEEK.
My name is Rose.
Have you got a swimming pool?
My attic room has dry rot. Our landlord is Lord Septic. He's cruel to us.
How very sad. You poor boy.
Perhaps your luck will change tonight！
Let me touch the key!
It could be the key to my heart! But I don't even know your name.
I wish I could help you.
Oh no! It's him again. The person who threw away my flowers.
Oh, Percy! You are my hero. My knight in shining amour. My good knight.
连一句Oh no! 我都表达不出来....
好难 >.<
12.48a.m
16.09.2010
by 旆倪
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