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47197 2008 年 03 月 04 日 20:01 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (25) Category: Life lessons
; through the clutch and everything is so much, experienced so many ups and downs, would you rather weep for withered flowers? Whether to fade the sunset and feel depressed? Does not it, not because some people become apathetic; not it, not because someone learned to pretend to be strong ... ...
my recent coffee became very much needs,
paul smith bag, and always like the taste sweeter. My coffee is always bitter and thick,
alexa mulberry, and only when in a bad mood will drink more milk and coffee polysaccharides. What a bad mood? I do not know.
then to a good colleague, a left followed by one from the company, that guy sitting next to me, that I always look past the probe on his screen photos of beautiful women guy, that I always ask the guy his professional issues, that are willing to guy chatted with me his feelings, that drank the wine infinite nonsense guy ... ... that we agreed to do a lifetime fellow brothers; And that fat, I am sitting opposite me who watched his long fat meat, 40 kg, that with me to spit from Jiuyanqiao Gui Lin Road, the fat, that was and I am waiting for the bus with the fat, that often late at night barbecue with me fat.
two years relative to people day and night,
handbags online, ah, that leave to have to go ... ... I remember writing in the graduation of the I deleted the thieves, they immediately think of the reality encountered. Scattered on the San Leba, you guys,
mulberry bag, never expect me to write something for you, and you do not imagine I am also sorry to see beyond a person to eat a big deal, big deal to the supermarket after a man, a man drunk after a big deal home ... ...
no big deal. For example, a man's tears.
always in parting, when we only miss the time together,
paul smith wallet, those numerous, those times a hurry.
All good things come to an end, which is separated from each text will be used on the sentence. Seems to say that all the world's banquet will be casual, you do not that what a good bulk of the fuss. Yes ah, so much life to death every day staged,
paul smith uk, not to mention we are not and never meet, so no fuss, just to meet the time, ah, nine o'clock tomorrow morning is no longer ... ... is no longer a nine tomorrow ... ... That would be when?
All good things come to an end, our feast, and scattered his mother!
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