I love it and feel
like you have been run by the clock extremely close. Even away like a heart. But just as I behaved like I wanted to , but I'm afraid it's just talk. # Status, no name-calling did not even know was what it tired to come across something like this, I tell myself several times that should be enough , but the brain to the heart like a mismatch , but now I'm tired and I want to stay really me. knowing that the next sprint is no finish line waiting for - "you run, but the people you love , but never looked back at it, I love you" - I'm sorry, if you turn to , then I do not exist. then I realized it was too late.
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