I want a boyfriend for all the wrong reasons...
背包太重时 会希望 有个人 来帮你拿
哪怕 只是 问一声
想炫耀时 会想 有个人 可以拿来 这样做
哪怕 只是 自己 高兴 而已
想说话时 会想 有个人 能在那里听
哪怕 他会 嫌你 罗说
想要 烂漫时 会有个 人 陪你 那么做
寂寞时 只希望 有个人 在身边
我希望 有那么 一个人 能
疼我
关心我
属于我
但是 当 我 需要 自由 时
他就要 离我 远远的
不要被 绑 着
自私 much???
That is why I said I want a boyfriend for all the wrong reasons...
Maybe being alone...is...cos it is still not THE time...
After the whole town fell asleep...
A bunch of neglected...abandoned...long forgotten stuffed toys in different corners of houses...streets...
...are awakened one by one...by this certain circus master...
Together they gathered to perform in a circus...
A mysterious circus...
A secret show...
Sentimental Circus...
Something about this story just touches me...
a little sad...a little mysterious...a little eerie...
Something...
Especially this certain circus master...
Named Shappo...
According to the site...
He was said to remake his own body with his own sewing skills...
He had a little partner named Toto...whom he made out of scraps...
How sad is this?
How true is this?
How many things have we forgotten while we grow up?
How many things have we forsake as we all strive and are still striving to become successful adults?
How many things?
The old memories...
The old dreams...
The old stuffed toys...
The old friends...
The old games...
The old us...
Happiness used to be so simple...
used to be...
可悲 的是 我们 都需要 长大
可喜 的是 长大的确 有 它的好
但是 有时 我难免 会想念
小时候 的 一切
当世界 当你周围的人 都在快快地变化 时
有时 你只想 偷偷 地 抓住 某些 人 事 物
让他们 静静地 就这样 静静地 永远地陪着你
一起变 一起停 一起看 一起听 一起哭 一起笑
突然怀念起童年... 的我在这个时间写下这些...
宁愿 有一个 他 觉得 自己 一点优点都没有
