Write to me two years ago. Time soon, as I was to commemorate and pain over time. In a blink of an eye it for two years. In the past two years, I shut myself in the black box. Sad, sad. Every time that day, I regret hard to breathe, but how can. Gradually I got used to the pain, accustomed to this life. So, even if they 're. I have to hold, do not cry, do not be troubled by.Gradually wound has scabbed, very ugly scar. But, where memories are still clear. I want to try to forget, but I found more wants to forget it is more clear. Where the basement, that makes me sad like night. Where everything, I have no way to forget. As it is through the die sad, I found it, I really love music. I can even for music to give up life, I can have nothing, nothing can be, but I can't live without music. I found the idea when I give myself a scare. I never thought I could love something, but also through this, I found I love it. For two years, and now I want to in a stand. Not for what, just for the sake of my tiny dream. Knowing that may hurt again, knowing that this is perhaps the next injury, knowing that the heart will be very painful, I don't care. Because I can not be reconciled, not reconciled to not to give up. To dream of 3 years of feelings I cruel chose to give up, so even if I was cruel to yourself. I am indifferent Uncover scar, even if the bleeding is also to be strong!

那，莫名得激动 一年，两年......上大学一年了，距离那个最痛的日子两年了，因为触碰感情，所以记忆深刻.....这一年，发生了很多事，我长大了。不是我想要长大而是这个社会要求我必须长大。 还记得，大一刚入学我救成功的当选了班长，然而忙碌的生活，让我渐渐淡忘了我最初的梦想.....可是这种忙碌并没有麻木了我的伤痛。大一下学期，我又成功的竞选成了学生会主席。我就这样越爬越高，可是我的脾气也越来越不好。经常乱发脾气，同学都叫我“女王”。我说一 ，就没有人敢说二。我成功的把每一个人踩在脚下，我站在最高处，以为那里会有最美的景色，可是，我看到的却是我一路走来的伤痕累累。我早就已经习惯做什么都要坚强，而且两年前的一天，我已经把我一生要流的泪水，留干了！我早已淡忘流泪的滋味！ 有时候，我真的很累。

jennifer回忆 我知道你的无赖，是你对我的爱。可是，你也说过，不会逼我！