The people I loved enough to die and come for us will pretend not to pass, and
At one time, I share that with a close friend who is not a phone call but as far as to be a day to come,
Laughing with so mad enough to want to kill the man who once again after this is also a time, you can see nothing. Just grab anyone who left him and don't blame anyone who is transformed by and don't,
Just like that is spring and summer is gone, and as fall,
I deliberately distance themselves do not have to scrape away naturally, and people will leave,
I was hanging adungbadung left no one but whatever happened, next to me, even if it does not know because I left next to me.
I love you and respects me and told people who don't care for me and my time devoted all my heart hurt and again the need to send hard time in his 30s, such as flowers won't come.
Just the wind of muddy water, rain is inside out the flowers are not warned you, and then rain will wash.
The Everyone makes mistakes.
The baby has to walk around 3,000 times...