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藤井树September 17 一路远行儿时因为晕车,足不出户,渐渐地习惯了永远生活在一个地方,熟悉着同一批朋友,不用奔波,不用为琐事担心。
不知道为什么我会愿意到世界的另一端漂泊。。。
记得毕业聚餐时,其实没有太多的离愁,我却一人痛哭,向所有的朋友索取着不可能的承诺:如果有一天你来美国,一定要来找我。
离开时和所有的人都说,其实并不远,我依然看得到大家,大家依然看得到我。但是当我登上飞机,关掉手机的那一刻起,我才知道原来我们离得那么远。
很多很多东西除了亲身体验,是没法想象的,没法想象什么是举目无亲,什么是家徒四壁,什么是寸步难行,什么是异国他乡。
不过生活不是用来抱怨的,而是用来感激的。异国的生活也许不如国内般精彩,却很惬意平静。
本来说要贴好多pp,可是每次出去玩都没有时间拍。只有一些我家的照片,已经贴在百合了(sunny0307的blog里),space太麻烦了,就不再重复贴了。
(很久不写space,好不容易鼓起勇气再写,可是这东西实在是太不好用了:( 还是百合好啊……) July 27 Which Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Character Are You?
July 25 Are U Happy?
January 31 Girl Singing in the Wreckageit's my primary instinct to protect the child
girl singing in the wreckagew My dress is torn, my hair is wild girl singing in the wreckagew my first kiss,my early boyfriends girl singing in the wreckagew wet weekends,new years eve parties girl singing in the wreckage hour after hour, hour after hour my 18th birthday, i'll die of boredom girl singing in the wreckagew my private world is smashed right open girl singing in the wreckagew my 1st trip, my expectations i had a dream that it would end like this no destiny, no destination you hit the ground and then it stops hour after hour,hour after hour i miss my hometown,it's nothing special call my parents let them know i've arrived my primary instinct is to protect the child Send the postcard from the airport. Sarah Nixey 的歌总是很特别,歌里Sarah的声音如此疲倦与冷漠,就像一朵在暗室里面培养出来的花朵,诡异而又妖艳。她一无所有、两手空空,除了在一个无人的角落里面独自歌唱、独自叹息,她已经无法找到自己。她看见的只有自己的过去,她看不到未来。
也许只看的见过去,看不到未来的人很多,也许找不到自己的人也很多…… January 30 Which American Cities Best Fit You?
My Brain's Pattern
January 19 The Way We WereI was moved to tears when Mr. Big told Kary that he was engaged with another girl. Why isn't it Kary? It is exactly what I want to know. Maybe Kary is so complicated that Big can never figure out what kind of person she is, then he left and chose a simple one.It is just like Barbra Streisand's old movie <<The Way We Were>>...
Maybe the best will never fit you best. Maybe to be simple is much better than to be complicated. Maybe we should never obsess the relationship which was over. Maybe it will never back once leaves. Maybe the way we were will never become the way we are. |
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