The lead.The story in my diary...In memories of me in this diary If you open this diary. I'm sorry story in my diary, it may not look like a rose in my backyard was ามที. But I want to write it with an innocent. And I want to write this story memories to the people I love. You know or not, since the day I met her for the first time. I am so glad to have someone to understand my life. Even if it is just a short time for both of us, I don't know why I ถึงลืมเธอ have not conquered. Why every time I cry, sad, frustrated tend to see her smile keep comforting me. Why is it that every time I have a laugh and the smile of happiness is often face full of your smile every time. But I don't want the story of our precious memories faded away from my body. So... I decided to write a story about my memory location but that we meet for the first time. In order to meet the people I love again, even fade away somehow. Until the day I leave this world. In the name of the story my memory.
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