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Love, love the wrong

<td class=\kinds of pain, because the pain was always feeling. So used to it, fell in love.
finally understand that there is a person will never hurt.
to rot from the tear and then scab. To refuse treatment, the cycle of layer after layer. Thus, pain and love, used to pain, to not feel pain.
such people no cure! How long

not go out? got up look at the calendar hanging on the wall, if not from the urine in the body of the stomach wound, Vineland is not easy out.
BBS messages sent on the LEE: \fingertips, a leaf floating down with the keyboard drip Spark. SNOY the CR-23, wrapped by a layer of white piano paint, prime silver logo plate at the center. \Come back with the franchise stores from SONY Hou Enlan first thing to do to pull out with pliers sub logo above, the lack of an unexpected scar like bar. Su silver oval arc with off across from the air, landed smoothly at the door of the trash.
just in front of all, was the man in front of panoramic view, his face covered with Chongni smile: \The Vineland, said: \, we decided not to go back. Out in front of a man said to her: \You raise me? You will just keep mistress! \
two men was less than 5 years of age. But no one is angry at her father raised her, one has nothing to do but are willing to support her man. She knew, support, and a price. If only to keep a pet. So, she gave her as a pet. From there he went to his pet and people may hurt some people do not love?

Second
night, the attitude is always to beat the past hurt people. Memories always wish and then the influx of mind, terrible, could not bear to remember.
Vineland think again, her school night, lighted room, but how are knocking on door is not open. She clearly remembers her mother called from work to go around saying previous night to night shift, night after school to buy her father's favorite to eat bean sprouts, fried tofu back. The evening sun getting in front of the hands of bean sprouts from the equipment bag to flow out of the water, fell to the ground quickly dried. More cold days, more nights, sitting on the floor of the Vineland weak knocked at the door: \Lan, feeling from a pair of strong hands hold her. Dry slowly opened his eyes, confused love to see grandma's face: \\\\
next morning, outside the Vineland wake up very early to be grandmother. \
had left home they saw a woman standing in front of the door, back door man was standing on the clutch arm tightly, furans it seems to be the voice whispered something. \At that time the father will give her every night before bed story,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], until her little hand on my father fell asleep after the large thick hands, before they agree to cover the quilt for her out of her cottage.
\\Vineland saw the grandmother and the long-haired woman on the ground to tear Dazhao Gun to roll, cursing like a screaming sound of a sudden influx of iron railings ice ears. \\\Dad, and gathered next to a dense mass of people who know do not know.
\wake up ... ...
two rows of the living room sofa, filled with a dense mass. Little door of the grandfather, Aunt, uncle. Uncle, aunt, called on the name is not on. The noise of the room, noisy neighbors, while overshadowed a while. \Vineland had a small hand on her mother's face full of tears.
\It is not always seen to be a father? Vineland heavy nodded, hit the wall she never forget that moment, my father is about to faint cold eyes looked past her. Strongly that the death of her tingling coming. However, the man who loved her as something precious in the palm of her dad holding indifferent to stand still, resentment, apathy and looked at himself. Moment, she decided not to father, never a father.
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grievance tears like pearls off the line snapped down to, \it.
mother wiped tears Vineland little faces, \was so heavy ... ...

a farce began when she saw her mother said, puzzled determined to look like a divorce, when the grandfather asked her if she did not want Mom and Dad divorced Greece, when Vineland's heart confused. Gauze wrapped around her head, the grandmother thought, think of long hair that look wicked woman. But when she saw her mother look over across the pleading eyes, \

from the original room, father moved to another empty one study. Hide behind the door of the Vineland think, perhaps this is the \Since then she did not understand why the mother every day to eat so many drugs,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], there are times she remembers her mother hiding in the kitchen, boil medicine, full house, the smell of children rushed into the nose of people blinded. When she saw a dark bowl filled with a bowl on the case side of things, my mother had to frown your nose when you drink it, do not spit out drinking already full. She does not understand why my father would suddenly like a different person like that when she once again when we get sick at night, not laden with a generous shoulder petite, she is the face instead of growing old mother has been increasingly holding the higher her; took out the awards in her home, when you want to exchange some of warmth, not a happy face and conceal the place of the cold is a walk away.
war, never seem to stop too, she was overwhelmed from the beginning stood crying hoarse voice shouted: \father clutching his own hands, one hand holding glass in one hand Suxiaojiuxin Pill has been lying on the ground for a long time went to my mother; and then just sat silently watching the staged next to all that ended when the pick up the finger until next to the telephone call 120, said there was a heart attack, ask you right away.
used to numb and forget the cry, nor did the shouting. Mi like how many times from bad dreams awakened, she could not find next to the generosity of the hand can hold; how many times come to the road, she did not look elsewhere, hands holding little hands, just one person left hand clenched right hand .

four, until everything is rife sails had to do was discovered that, everything is a mistake only. Loved, loved the wrong.
Now, twenty-year-old Vineland twenty-first-year-old with a long man in her home. It was a newly divorced wealthy man.
moment right then, her office from the sophisticated to come out to see him before the white BMW car from the ivory came down. Therefore, the moment she staggered phase \And so, as do the novel first opened, they also have a process and then end.
he said, I thought a deer hit my arms.
she just is not large but also into his warm arms, hidden in a flush of the face.
he said, Vineland, I always could not guess you. You are uncertain as the night the general people, calm under a face to be in possession of the number of injuries to fill the interpretation does not matter?
she said, LEE, love me, do not ask me in the past.

Vineland never felt so desperate was able to demonstrate the strong. Or also, she never believe it. When her arm next to the LEE is not tall, not handsome not been to enter the three-door will not sit down and pound the Vineland a glass beside the door.
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\\to do so? then how he is your father ah. \? you how the hell is a,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], ah,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], rest of my life has plummeted to his hand, do not you'll never have to do damage to him ... ... \Lan looked at the set could not believe my mother raised hands in the air, \wrinkled face covered with fuzzy plant Vineland eyes quickly. She does not understand that her efforts to seduce the hair on the woman's husband, also abandoned his wife and daughter made her a taste of the taste, but now she said she did not know ... ...
back to that familiar house, Vineland Looking at the mirror pair of puzzled eyes, she did not understand, and now she revenge is successful, you want to take my mother misery, so that he can taste the taste of being abandoned. But she said Vineland, wrong, wrong. Vineland you are wrong. From start to finish to endure all this because of love, is she willing to be the ah.
efforts for so long so what? Is a joke, a joke!
then, since it is a joke not to be a fake it? Is false, should end soon and not continue? White drawers, Jianting knife, how many times the night she wrote on the bottom of my heart drawn in the left arm, tearing-like pain.
\She remembered the rainy day after school child, her father pamper the arm and fear of the rain to. She remembers her father to the field trip brought back a small skirt, ivory white, worn like a princess. She remembers a lot, she recalled, placed primary drawer diary, yellowed paper, the handwriting on the jerky wrote: Mom and Dad, do not fight, ok ... ... Dad, you come back please ... ... Dad,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], today is the birthday of Vineland, but I have not seen you for days out ... ... my father, do not mess with my mother cry, okay? Vineland wake up every night sobbing mother heard the sound ... ... my parents do not love me, we still need with me?
She remembers the window, she and her parents had placed a small pot with the species, but was broken by a quarrel. Close your eyes down to the moment, feeling the sun shine in Vineland, warm and fresh.
Vineland think, kind of a taste of Grandma ... ...
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