Time is running

They are flaming up...



第一次开Transporter。。。挂档供油的声音却将我的思绪带回当年的大明路

是时间在燃烧还是往事在哭泣。。。

新屋，新心情

恋上我的宅



酒没变，喝酒的人却换了一茬又一茬




孤独的烟屁股有它自己的故事。。。

夜总是充满诱惑。。。

入夜之后，你还记得你么？？

09年3月8日，午后，终于转晴

十天后就要搬离这里





时间忽远忽近，这里的四季在我的脑海里交替跑过。。。

走累了，是不是都能找到这样的一个地方让我休息？





入了酒的白巧克力蛋糕，勾起对Baileys的怀念



相机记录了 美女节的闲暇午后



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酸文完成！大家鼓掌！

I walk alone
Every step I take
I walk alone
My winter storm
Holding me awake
It's never gone
When I walk alone

 

Put all your angels on the edge
Keep all the roses, I'm not dead
I left a thorn under your bed
I'm never gone

Go tell the world I'm still around
I did not fly, I'm coming down
You are the wind, the only sound
Whisper to my heart when the hope is torn apart
And no one can save you

Go back to sleep forever more
Far from your fools and lock the door
They're all around and they'll make sure
You don't have to see what I turned out to be
No one can help you