My mum asked me if I wanted to sing in Peking Opera on the stage when I first time used the dark eye shadow today. And, I was told not to do that again since I looked kinda strange to my friends. Only my boyfriend said “look nice!�. He is so nice, being farsighted is so nice.

I will create more dramatic smoky eyes without making a mess. This is the “decadence� of those cold gloomy winter days.I like it! Happy New Year!

Besides, don’t say stuff like “if you went to bed so late tonight, you would not be worried to get a smoky eyes in the most natural way�.

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So quiet at this moment. Where is the crying of cat in the heat?

I am very scared of staying up. i once dreamed to be a person who could leave the world behind, as Thoreau. Right now I just feel like I am abandoned by this world when everybody is sleeping in his warm blanket except myself.

Thanks a few friends for keeping me company, they know how weak I am, I really appreciate that.

Now I get back to sit in front of my computer, starting to working on the portfolio again, after I was like a rabbit jumping up and down in my room and then like a starving wolf to clean the fridge...

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���，读�说。想起�枚所说:“选诗如选色,总觉动心难�。一语中的，自�弗如。

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René Magritte painted a picture of a pipe with the caption: "Ceci n'est pas une pipe (This is not a pipe)."

Compared to the real life, Zhang Ailing thought photos were just like the scattered shells from watermelon seeds all over the floor.

Screw them. I look so nice in this photo that was taken last night.

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