I hate that feeling of discomfort and despair, trying repurerar my self lost in some corner passing ... where that girl is strong and determined? I always knew where he was my best, but sometimes get lost in a dead end Labir. The worst fault is to think and think, every feeling is treacherous and we have peace of mind to reorganize. I need my blood sussa well.
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