What the hell is wrong with me? What's wrong! It's very painful to be tortured.
I was like a demon for one months and began to miss her all the while.
Every day at work, always want to keep an eye on her. Look at her, feel the warmth of the sweet very comfortable and extremely happy. Especially when I saw her smile, I was so excited about the whole person. Let alone see her eye, and her eyes, I will be completely conquered by her.
In my eyes, she is electricity is my myth. I worship her, love her, but dare not close to her.
I said to her I miss her, love her, can't see her very uncomfortable. She said that our personalities are too different to fit.
At that moment, I was almost hopeless, desperate for life, desperate for living, desperate for everything. I felt like I was powerless, and my whole body seemed to collapse. Without her, no dream, I do not know how to fight for a what. I think in the professional, in the humanities direction a little performance, but only want my favorite her to see. If there is no one to love, I feel that all my hard work has no meaning.
I could not help but contact her, she replied to my excitement, she did not talk to me when uncomfortable. When I said to her again, she was angry and almost ignored me again.
She said it was not love, saying that I would not waste too much time on her.
I do not know what is love, also do not understand that I love her more or in love with myself, I only know not to see her very uncomfortable, I want to know what she is doing every moment. I want to follow her, want to always see her. I was going crazy for her. is wasting time and energy on her? I think this is the way I want to spend time.
I saw her working with other boys at work, I envy envy and hate to death. I really want to send a message to ask her, but I can't. Some words really do not dare to say again, say to provoke anger her, I am afraid she when my ordinary friend is not.
Now my state, that very uncomfortable, extremely tortured, I miss her message feeling, let me completely unbearable. I was afraid that I would finally be unable to adjust myself, so I was finished.
Now I can appreciate the feeling of the people trapped in the mood, can appreciate the behavior of haizi rails suicide. Sometimes I also have the imagination of being hit by a car. No love, no thought, no motivation, it's really painful. It's just that I'm a little bit rational, or maybe I'll do something stupid.
Now, every day after work, I could not help but to send her messages, she said not willing to chat, but I could not help asking her every day what to do. Every message, I always stare at the phone has been watching, she replied to the excitement, she did not return to the uncomfortable.
I don't know if I'm sick, because I know I may not have a chance, and every thought of a bad result, I will be hurt. Before I began to chase her, I made a bad plan, but when the bad really came, I was unable to bear.
When she left the office from work, I watched, she knew I was looking at her, but I didn't know what she thought. Looking at her, my heart seems to be pounding out, I want to run to her to speak to her, but in front of the goddess, I always can not open mouth.
Now although I see her every day to talk with other boys, she will Xinrudaojiao, but I still want to see her every day. I'll be more miserable if I don't see her.
Next month our group will change the place of work, then we can't see her every day. I'm very uncomfortable thinking about it.
What is Love? Sex? But even if the stunning fairy in front of me, I did not like her so bang Bang of the heartbeat.
What is Love? Spirit? But if it's just a Platonic communion, you'll feel very dissatisfied.
I do not understand love, but I have a strong feeling, that feeling makes me almost crazy, it let me disregard the dignity of the face regardless of the image, in order to her and she said a word, for her one look a smile, I can overcome cowardice to overcome inferiority is not afraid of anything.
Today at noon, in the eyes of the eyes, I went to her seat and spoke to her. Excited...
–2015.04.30 12:32
What the hell is wrong with me?