Browsing over the old photoes,his shining simle melted the tiny chill of my heart.
Suddenly enlighted that this episode remains have sharply engraved on my mind.
Currently seeing this guy, things are as if in a dream.
Calf love, half love; old love, cold love.
I refuse to miss you 。。。
how is your bassoon, how much did i wish to touch it
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