and now remains the same. But the cat does not seem like my arms

This is the first to cry a few times, I would like to clear up. Too many tears, numbness, heart had been accustomed to such a liquid. I was too weak, not the world is too cruel. I know, their only themselves to blame. Regard themselves as self-righteous sad actor. And then tears into a river upstream. The sun has actually been there always, too much of their own waste. Amplification of the infinite darkness, and then thought that the sun has only exists in someone else's world. Every sorrow, know only tears hiding in bed. Every grievance, never afraid to tell anyone else. Every injury, will only hide in a corner like a cat licking pitiful wounds. Every evening, have been lonely for too long back but never companions. Only rain, a silly will reach out and touch the cool rain, and silly laugh. Has always been his favorite is the water, especially water falls from a height, that is throwing the pieces of scenes, always caught my sympathy. Sad if it were their own drops, falling from a height of sunny, fall into the embrace of darkness, shattered. Did not even have time to moan. Then the rain became my favorite, resonance, and the rain is very quiet, cool feeling. I can always get something. I will always be cool because the key to meditation. Thinking heavily, such as why they should live. This humble alive in the end what is the point. Themselves seem so stupid, learn, play, man, doing things ... ... anything, as long as seems to always go with their bad about that one direction. Even know that everything themselves to blame, what will be. This cowardly own, change something. The answer is obvious, be he is still unwilling to give up, hard to expect a. That everything becomes possible, that the marshes. Many times, many times the same outcome. No consolation, no one has given me confidence. Only dry tears to tell their own, be sure to stick to it, in any case can not give up. Time and again, how eager some day there will be an angel appears, and then told myself. The shoulder, always rely on you. This embrace is always warm you. But no, never had. Watching those fairy tale, a true fairy tale. Broke down in tears, or simply no sound. Has never been afraid to cry. Oh, how sad. Even cry, are not sound. Heart fiercely twitching, look and look. Really Haohen, hate yourself why this is so cowardly, so sad. No matter how hard, the outcome has never been the same. No way, no miracle. Can only tell myself that this world did not have an angel, and only rely on their own can become their own, only they can become their own angels. Well, since there is no angel, then I became his angel. Is three years do not, no big deal, three years later, I will leave, sad to leave this awful city. To a new, better place to go to university, to find their own dreams, their own happiness. Strong up bar, do not in themselves what the tragedy is when the actor. It is really ridiculous. Yes. These words, I had to escape from the despair again and again. Feel hopeful about the future, far away in the sun. That may have been unsightly, I hope the future will be sunny. So the confidence to start a new journey. But now. Do not remember that he has awakened from a number of tears after they left. Really have become numb, but still not numb the eye. Each time, every time there will be countless tears burst. Splash on the shirt, splashing into the bed, splash to their heart was devastated. Think of their own childhood, think of her past, tears, like the decision of the embankment of the flooding, indomitable. They really waste, only themselves to blame for it. Themselves so they bid farewell to the people I trust themselves so they bid farewell to my good opinion of others. Partners to go out every play, he will always drop one, watching them smile, and then extremely jealous. Remember that to go to a sea, but I could not let me now, how I desire to see the sea. To enjoy the sea heroic. No matter how hard I step on confident car, always keep up, how young I could keep up with them, to my weak, how could keep up. So finally did not see the sea, to date, the sea is also still just a dream, is so far away. Whenever I think of this matter, tears i, sadness, will be burst. Also that we play with gang warfare game. I took the general's immediate concern spirited upstairs from downstairs, the outcome is that they all betrayed, along with two groups of people besieged me. Although only a game, I can not leave the darkness is so perishable. All of these, their cry again and again, again and again helpless to comfort myself not to cry, be strong, and do so many times myself, but why, never changed. And their own, but have wasted so much of youth. I am not naive, I do not self-righteous. Only their own self-esteem really understand too, and get praise from small to large handful, when the dark shadow for too long, I have forgotten the warmth of the sun. I thought many times, also done countless times. Can be the same outcome. Do not talk about day to drop any man also ... ... like shit, I just want the simple happiness. Just want the simple warmth, really want too long. Do not believe that the sun is not, nor is it just saying no. But rain is really too big to feel the distance is so far away, far away. I need someone who is not explained, nor is it their support. I want very simple, to my shoulder, so I rely on for a while. I hide in the attic about wind and rain, to get some praise, tell me, they are not so useless, a little encouragement, so I feel a child should feel. Give me arms, I feel the warmth. I feel the sun's bright, you do not need to expel the darkness for me. I will grow up, I will overcome it all. I just do not feel too long a child should feel it. Can you give me a warm day and rely on, so I temporarily leave the sway wind and rain. A little about that stretch of wound healing. Can you let me in the warm embrace of the peace of mind of the nap, no longer woke up from a brief storm and then go to fighting pain. Able to make my child like a child in the family's warm voice whispers to spend a final day and night. I once tried to warm the body from the cat, in fact, holding the cat is really warm. So I like cats, and now remains the same. But the cat does not seem like my arms, may be too. But what do I have dark, and he dreamed of expelling the cold, but I just kids ah. An ordinary child, not a genius, not a precocious metamorphosis. I often reflect on just a poor boy, I can reflect on their own because of self-confidence vanished. Yes ah, I avoid the naive, but also lost one of the most precious thing. Perhaps it is because of his extreme self-confidence, will fail so many times. Now ah, even then I often break the embrace of the cat died. I often foolishly a person talking cat against it, even have died. Dark, ah, you really can not destroy me will not it? Not to say that God destroyed before a person will make it crazy, but I crazy for so many years, why has not been destroyed. Forget it, I wanted to have said, be strong, as their angel. However, I really just need a warm embrace, you can make me feel at ease to nap. Really only need a shoulder to rely on me, let me swaying in wind and rain in a long life free stolen day, a little about that stretch of wo