Like a person who can not love, love is not love. Not I do not know how the enemy is only the heart that I do not know who it is, just like suddenly nervous. Human emotions are those who control it, his heart, too. The world at large, has met the charm of thousands of years, I don't like this feeling, the feeling of knowing things that way these attempts never has been.
đang được dịch, vui lòng đợi..
