He's a natural smiler; not all the memories were bad. Harsh words, with hard consonants. People buy into ""we"", and this positive affirmation means nothing - I would never do that. We're not fighting, we're just talking. You see? Not everything I say is a lie.It's the law in her eyes: bad word, inept guise. A diary of ""why would you?"", but it's fine, this is just for us. I don't care how you feel - I can say anything, and it's just as satisfying to me that you know: it was nice and sweet, and almost made me feel something. She treasures these moments; ruin them for her. Fabulous pleasure. Please yourself first. Everyone in my life is very kind to me.