In the first time in my life encounteredtheir own blood, it was last Saturday! I casually went to sleep for a rare nap, tired room in Connaught to wake up, I have a feeling that despite its sympathy. Several times, and earned in a dripping of sleep under the domination of the dolce gabbana end I will be sleeping, and in the messy wake up when the dream is always sung over the hearts of inexplicable sorrow and grief, I deeply appreciate the poetry of recurring phrase knew lonely! VIP suffocate the sun that afternoon still remains the case, I have some direction woodenly the kitchen in search of food, for me to feel the void of the great minds when relief food is the best way. When the tomatoes Hongtoushan the posture of a victim of the suffering I have been eating, I felt my nerves by an unknown saved, then do not know what to do in the case of Next I went to the customary toilet, facing out inadvertently to a big mouth with blood, I am aware of quiet death may accompany dolce and gabbana in my side,
I turned and came to some decadent study the vulnerability of the body and mind in the deep on the sofa and gently closed the eyes, I do not know my eyes at this time whether there are tears with the world in my mind suddenly a strange silence, Red in my consciousness quietly fuzzy, feel chest pain and becomes salty, the tears have a grave with the sudden fall, it seems that my life as an integral part of a very responsible I would like to remind the face of everything, this time it reminded me of my childhood in addition to the children and has entered the age of the mother was lonely, I am also into the minds of a number of complex events, in the recovery of consciousness I could hear their breathing taste, I am struggling to sit up, as before in the face of death I have never used a better indication of static me the basic desire. Inot bear to look in the mirror, close the door, walking slowly down the stairs, walking in the streets of downtown, I have agreed to accompany his mother.
Perhaps everyone dealing with the death when the heart will be filled with anguished remorse, regret no alternative but to repeat, I have the same, when the night out again to see their own blood, I do not cover up the cry, and cry most, look at continuous blood out from the mouth, or, or bright red, my heart is full of extreme fear, it seems that the world has nothing to dolce and gabbana logo do with me anymore. I think the father has just gone soon, at the moment I was lying when he leaves lying quiet place, I sit in the same way, was covered by a thin mother39s quilt, in 2008 in the Spring and Summer The past is full of poetic heart of the season, let me carry the pain of overload, I was reminded I have the father of disease carrying out the half cup of blood, feel the apex of the scenarios are trembling. |