愛, 是什麼?
Love......
I leave before being left. I decide.
First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.
I don’t want to live— I want to love first, and live incidentally.
Immature love says: “I love you because I need you.” Mature love says: “I need you because I love you.”
True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about but few have seen.
Life is pain and the enjoyment of love is an anesthetic.
我站在妳面前, 但妳卻不知道我愛你....
Thursday, January 13, 2005
My First Blog
BLACK OR WHITE
BLUE OR GREEN
HORSE OR DEER
長毛與大班
叫人下台還是自己下台?
剃人頭者?
寬以律己, 嚴以待人?
是誰投票給他們?
不為自己所為羞恥?
你送他們上台又叫他們下台煩不煩?
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