Dragging numbness shell back room, throw himself on the bed. Day and night without eating , without sleep , but do not feel the slightest bit tired, the spirit can prevail over the flesh yet ? Ridiculous ! It was numb, can only feel like a piercing pain. Blankly at the ceiling, bright lights has become so pale . Out the window all the buzz at the moment with me. Stubborn close my eyes and hope I wake up amnesia , forget before all : sweet memories , loved ones . But a close eye goes face will appear , then the familiar faces , so heart-warming smile, the moment was so unfamiliar. Stranger to it ? To really like a stranger , stranger let me rather die do ? Allow me to tears like Quan strangers do ? Thus the same times as the corpse on the bed , and again wiped away tears , again and again the blurred …… Hurt Quotes
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Habitual pick up the phone and want to see if there the familiar picture flashing . When you see the broken screen reflected my face , suddenly shocked : We have the Ben stranger it. Looking at the broken screen , with the same mood at the moment . Warm heart was frozen into the ice , and then gently knock , broken into numerous blocks. Just like a naughty child broke beloved porcelain doll , trying to think together into its original appearance , but his hands were sharp fragments bloody thorn when it is found all in vain , only to sit in a large cry ……
Turn on the computer , having a bit of things to do, to shift his attention , so he was no longer so painful , but it seems everything is on the computer all happy now that once distressed shadow …
We broke up ? Yes, we broke up. Those that I have set before you flaunt … I have set before you boast swagger that claims to never break his TV drama of love, now I’m lost, lost in the mess ! You laugh at me, hit me ! So I could only realize just how stupid , so I might take from a pit dug inside his earlier climb out …
Into the bathroom , open shower , washed with ice-cold water despite my numb shell. Good Hope was all OK and now the wounds can be like this , like ice-cold water , quickly flow away , never to return to my mind …… just … that possible? Looking at himself in the mirror opposite , as if overnight spent a hundred years of life , like so haggard but there is no vicissitudes. That bloodshot eyeballs like facing death row at the same cut , tell their own unwilling. Feeling of water rushing down along his body , tears can not tell what is and what is water. Looking at yourself in the mirror , asking over and over again with : Your indifferent it ? Your pride it ? Do you laugh it off ? Why so unpromising , plagued others, but also hurt themselves …… the only answer I splashed cold water over the body sounds …… good hate ! Closed his aching eyes, lingering nightmare over and over again as the screen flashed ……
Came to the restaurant , which will usually think of food now drooling like Juela : bitter , pale ! But also endured the crest of the stomach , like poison seems to get them to swallow . Because at least they ‘ll let my shell move, to show people that I’m still alive … that meet the waiter ‘s face when paying at the moment makes me envious.
Walking the streets in the evening , watching from passers various expressions : or happy, or sad , or angry , or confused, I do not know how many of them have also recovered sentimental. My pain , perhaps they ‘ve experienced , perhaps they have not experienced , or perhaps they are experiencing . But all in all , I can not now clear of bystanders . The cool breeze blew through the city streets, brush hair from the passers-by , the road dust also will be dancing , but also the way dry my tears from his eyes . Which just did not go with Mama heart of Shame ……
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