My October. | La Larme
I want to write something for October. My October. bulb mode Autumn months, sad months in the atmosphere of a yellow viscous the afternoon. Month in which all seem to slow down, slow down, steps, paths, the sobbing and love, a sad song, a melody to oblivion. bulb mode But I can not write anything, my feelings, my mood, it's like my shadow when I walk on the road in the darkness between the light poles, shadows gradually go from light to dark, then then moved back again and vanish, just so, via every lamppost I see pictures of shadows haunt me, out gradually from the bland, bulb mode gradually darker realms of passion, then vanished life.
Green Day have a song with a real name or "Wake Me Up When September ends", I do not speak to the content of the song, the title alone inspired me the meaning of loving for October. I always have the feeling that is in October when my journey bulb mode was coming. I do things bulb mode unfinished in October, I have to start or end the concern, I have to refresh yourself, to push all the trout were not given a locker to begin the more possible things with my life. Russian great musician Tchaikosky in "Les Saisons" for one of their tracks for October "Octobre: Chant D'Automne" beautiful tonality, it opens up a body odor pervaded the air leaves, yellow leaves has fallen or nearly fallen, the trees of temperate is about to shake her in a comedy bulb mode so bare and lonely winter welcome. The color of the sky littered with yellow color bar, blue gray and a bit of land. Autumn, that its center is in October, brings the human heart and gentle taste exquisite. We can listen to the falling leaves, gently footsteps, smiles and joyful new sound, or sobbing my heart was beating out of love put, because unfinished.
I remember in October when I was in my 2nd year, I noticed a girl is, a girl caught incidentally and never really had the opportunity to meet, talk only on Yahoo. She is incredibly bright smile, white teeth and healthy plump, with 2 fangs protruding create bulb mode a radiant smile and sharp. I almost feel sunshine at first glance, the ponytail, her petite body. Both October that I talk to you, not by direct experience because there are many reasons that I do not want to ramble narrative. I talk to them every day, they told me all sorts of things, from what I have noticed, the mental scars from family, friends rift ... I was just Rock, solitude in which she established herself in the deafening sound of metal, and just wanted to talk to me, hour after hour, not really speak that'd be reading what you write on a computer screen bulb mode . Then came my birthday, bulb mode I wandered alone in one extreme pleasure of touching a wonderful collection of information, I spent the day wandering the digital bulb mode camera, I shoot everything in life, all Anything caught the eye, I feel life is beautiful, what lonely bulb mode in a big noisy city makes it the only thing I see beauty in the sadness. I shoot and then by the end of the day, when the sun sets quite enough in the Long Bien Bridge, I opened the camera and format all. I wipe my things to be beautifully captured that day. I found everything very comfortable, and left record, I usually strong enough not to give away what I've done so. Then I found an internet shop in the old town, a really difficult because rarely shop there, I remember I had to get into a new lane that found a small public internet shops. I go online, find congratulate my birthday, an offline message not too long ago. Then you still onl and I talked for a while with me until I have to go home to continue his birthday with the family. I was very happy and satisfied because of their special day, I feel it is one of the rare October I have fulness of joy. I Rock, I have extremely fond of talking. The afternoon air thick gold of fall colors in October has rounded its significance for the life of me in life.
"There's something laughably petty, bribery and conquer in this woman, so we have immediately noticed her among women attractive, beautiful, boisterous, and other rare ? In her something, something quietly and radiates. bulb mode I looked at her and suddenly realized: bulb mode this is time for us tremble, but just sat down beside her, and so, from that cold out. It was around she did not particularly heat, this woman is not on fire. But her warm as a fireplace in the winter the old tile is heated by a log fire of fragrant, pink and charcoal quietly next spring. So I sat down beside her, there is no hope or need anything special, just
I want to write something for October. My October. bulb mode Autumn months, sad months in the atmosphere of a yellow viscous the afternoon. Month in which all seem to slow down, slow down, steps, paths, the sobbing and love, a sad song, a melody to oblivion. bulb mode But I can not write anything, my feelings, my mood, it's like my shadow when I walk on the road in the darkness between the light poles, shadows gradually go from light to dark, then then moved back again and vanish, just so, via every lamppost I see pictures of shadows haunt me, out gradually from the bland, bulb mode gradually darker realms of passion, then vanished life.
Green Day have a song with a real name or "Wake Me Up When September ends", I do not speak to the content of the song, the title alone inspired me the meaning of loving for October. I always have the feeling that is in October when my journey bulb mode was coming. I do things bulb mode unfinished in October, I have to start or end the concern, I have to refresh yourself, to push all the trout were not given a locker to begin the more possible things with my life. Russian great musician Tchaikosky in "Les Saisons" for one of their tracks for October "Octobre: Chant D'Automne" beautiful tonality, it opens up a body odor pervaded the air leaves, yellow leaves has fallen or nearly fallen, the trees of temperate is about to shake her in a comedy bulb mode so bare and lonely winter welcome. The color of the sky littered with yellow color bar, blue gray and a bit of land. Autumn, that its center is in October, brings the human heart and gentle taste exquisite. We can listen to the falling leaves, gently footsteps, smiles and joyful new sound, or sobbing my heart was beating out of love put, because unfinished.
I remember in October when I was in my 2nd year, I noticed a girl is, a girl caught incidentally and never really had the opportunity to meet, talk only on Yahoo. She is incredibly bright smile, white teeth and healthy plump, with 2 fangs protruding create bulb mode a radiant smile and sharp. I almost feel sunshine at first glance, the ponytail, her petite body. Both October that I talk to you, not by direct experience because there are many reasons that I do not want to ramble narrative. I talk to them every day, they told me all sorts of things, from what I have noticed, the mental scars from family, friends rift ... I was just Rock, solitude in which she established herself in the deafening sound of metal, and just wanted to talk to me, hour after hour, not really speak that'd be reading what you write on a computer screen bulb mode . Then came my birthday, bulb mode I wandered alone in one extreme pleasure of touching a wonderful collection of information, I spent the day wandering the digital bulb mode camera, I shoot everything in life, all Anything caught the eye, I feel life is beautiful, what lonely bulb mode in a big noisy city makes it the only thing I see beauty in the sadness. I shoot and then by the end of the day, when the sun sets quite enough in the Long Bien Bridge, I opened the camera and format all. I wipe my things to be beautifully captured that day. I found everything very comfortable, and left record, I usually strong enough not to give away what I've done so. Then I found an internet shop in the old town, a really difficult because rarely shop there, I remember I had to get into a new lane that found a small public internet shops. I go online, find congratulate my birthday, an offline message not too long ago. Then you still onl and I talked for a while with me until I have to go home to continue his birthday with the family. I was very happy and satisfied because of their special day, I feel it is one of the rare October I have fulness of joy. I Rock, I have extremely fond of talking. The afternoon air thick gold of fall colors in October has rounded its significance for the life of me in life.
"There's something laughably petty, bribery and conquer in this woman, so we have immediately noticed her among women attractive, beautiful, boisterous, and other rare ? In her something, something quietly and radiates. bulb mode I looked at her and suddenly realized: bulb mode this is time for us tremble, but just sat down beside her, and so, from that cold out. It was around she did not particularly heat, this woman is not on fire. But her warm as a fireplace in the winter the old tile is heated by a log fire of fragrant, pink and charcoal quietly next spring. So I sat down beside her, there is no hope or need anything special, just
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