Wellcome!
life is telling a sad story
life is telling a sad story.
when you think the hero is going to be love with the princess in the next minute,he always just pause and stay at the time he is almost doing that and vice versa.when the princess hates the piano course ,she is asked to have until she is farmiliar with the feeling of touching the melody ,DING!game is over,the class has been cancelled.
that may be called miss.
my interest ,my dream and my wish are on their way of changing ,so are them of yours no matter you are a pumper or a chef,so I think a partner is needed when I again have a new target .what I need you is help me reminding me the original direction or following my way,the most important is standing by my side.
I am lossing my way in a very rapid pace of nearly very second .to us,the young in their twentieth ,nothing is more disappointed compared with the one that missing our couple in such alternative period.
anything is more acceptable than getting lost from the mate while we are lossing way every minute.
and I never tell you about---my pain,my cofused and my frighten.
when you think the hero is going to be love with the princess in the next minute,he always just pause and stay at the time he is almost doing that and vice versa.when the princess hates the piano course ,she is asked to have until she is farmiliar with the feeling of touching the melody ,DING!game is over,the class has been cancelled.
that may be called miss.
my interest ,my dream and my wish are on their way of changing ,so are them of yours no matter you are a pumper or a chef,so I think a partner is needed when I again have a new target .what I need you is help me reminding me the original direction or following my way,the most important is standing by my side.
I am lossing my way in a very rapid pace of nearly very second .to us,the young in their twentieth ,nothing is more disappointed compared with the one that missing our couple in such alternative period.
anything is more acceptable than getting lost from the mate while we are lossing way every minute.
and I never tell you about---my pain,my cofused and my frighten.
