Le 27 septembre 2016, 05:47 dans Humeurs • 0
If life could turn the clock back, I would have poured it all, to fill the sorrow of the past few decades.
If dreams can come true, I have to lose everything, including love hospitality management.
If I see you again, time is no longer the fickle man.
And in fact, just if it.
I still have to face all the world alone, false or true.
I am looking forward to life is unforgettable, once again disappointed in then, Enron's present life reenex cps.
I will not be your home, just in the dream we are still together, like this twenty years of dream, just like your name.
I have no hope for this world, only hope that the twists and turns less, life is stable, because, my heart is old, from seven years ago you leave.
Well, we finally shake hands and, because life, because I am not me, you are not you.
Rush of that year, at a glance, a dead tourism industry news.
My dada horseshoe is a beautiful mistake.
I am not a man, I'm just a traveler, you pass through the world.