With each sadness a woman gets more beautiful.
I wonder if with each sadness a man gets stronger.
原來我很被動
16 years ago
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About Me
- nef
- I do not talk much... I do not know how to socialize with other people... I do not have a lot of friends... I do not have much to update on my blog... I do not like typing a blog... And so, I do not know why I created a blog... Most importantly...I do not know myself...
2 comments:
it's true
which 1?
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