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Miss you... 

I will never let the butterflies in your stomach escape.

Love is supposed to give peace not a bad feeling...

She was the most beautiful girl in this town.
          With her demonic beauty, she made people sinners.
When her eyes touched mine, she was hurting me with her careless expressions.
          I told my mom how beautiful she was she said "not as beautiful as your exaggeration".
          

Perfect bodies are under shabby clothes, not red carpets.

I'm not a punching bag you can punch you want!

My lemon tea and I are happy...

It hurts me to think of you.
          Is it because I still have love for you?
          I found someone to take your place.
          But you're still on my mind everyday. 
          I'm sick of you and thinking about you.

Sometimes your newly healed wounds will bleed again, you will bind all your wounds over and over again. And by the end of the story, you will learn not to get hurt again.

Life will slowly blind you, take you into dark streets, and sometimes you will not find your way on bright roads.