Home feeling is the most important thing between a steady ... All the source of varieties pain on yourself and people around you was because of you'd never let go ... Any part of your will ... Then, you won't make things completely ... Never ever ... Besides broke hearts and disappointed people who was really loves you ...
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I wait for the postman to bring me a letter I wait for the good Lord to make me feel better And I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders I am broken but I am hoping I am crying, a part of me is dying and These are, these are The confessions of a broken heart I dream of another you The one who would never never Leave me alone to pick up the pieces Hold me, that's what I needed I don't know you, but I still want to Tell me the truth, did you ever love me?
住戶編號:1950219
檢舉原因
心情: 
