Frankly, the more time required at any time, more than a hand held out to see pleased with ru calm, more than a shoulder to lean calm wear jewelry, more than a kiss to auscultation of the chest where the flaming fence left ...
Recently, I used to stay up late, but not to do anything. The feeling plopped into an emotional pit and sit where her legs knees, looked up to heaven just to see the stars is covered by a black.
Others would say up late for work excuse. But I know, those-who-like-like-me, staying up late to his own self-torment. There can be lonely. And lonely anymore. There may be lovesick someone dared not confess opine. Can also be self-torment is crumbling pile of his feelings for an old person ...

Confused mind, just to look at the clock mode inched time quietly and slowly. Those who love life will find fun, oh abundant stars, but these people live so much wasted time. But just let them upset a few nights, okay?
Huddled in the night, to know just how pathetic. Feeling like a row when slipping contacts without finding emerged a name to call. Extend toolbar shows full green light dots are online but do not stand for a name to send a few lines inbox. Sighed quietly, quietly sad, then automatically stitches her heart to emotional exhaustion. A sense of chaos and questions circumnavigate mind, repeated billions of times but no one has bothered to reply. They are busy at all. Only the lonely solitude and sighed sitting before a computer screen is free only. Were free. As sad!
Could the lonely guys like me to cling to the job. For jobs in the minds spin, or traumatic obsession not persist again. To the grief romance so passed away. But the truth is, everything related to work are also pulled settle for a lonely countryside. Just for the night on the empty mind, deep eye sockets looking for someone who can empathize with their immature heart rate. Trembling heartbeat. Started more fear lies not so interested. Started more scared of life calculations.
These days, if in excess of loneliness and sadness roam free. Frankly, the more time required at any time, more than a hand held out to see pleased with ru calm, more than a shoulder to lean calm wear jewelry, more than a kiss to auscultation of the chest where the flaming fence the bitter fruit ... Both men say the affair. Every true recipe for sickness, and desired to be drunk to sleep. Forgotten ...