my life,everything that is not love,why?
why is not love?whenever i met a girl feel a sense of,
that would be the other boy snatched her in front of me,
why?i think i more and more like a failed boy,
love is very important to a girl,but the boy love is also important,
i think that a boy without love,as if nothing.
happy day see themselves hanging in their face do not let their friends know,
but,really tired,what hope do not deceive ourselves,without having to install happy
barbara's heart can be happy,i hope it will one day.
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