Who is Who lilies - Qzone log
 

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,christian audigier clothing, however, will soon once again into the same obsession and pain. -
Since then, strangers! -
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rush rush, the origin of edge off the end, only awareness, were empty. Razor Hill you full, I still future. I like red blood Yan, you have to leave; -
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experienced a kind of pain, no one knows, no one. -
smile, not happiness. Tears, not pain. -
Reprinted from alumni of the user at 23:55 on July 6,brautkleider günstig, 2010 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (0) Category: Emotional World
If this result is bound to. So why bother? ! Why ... ... -
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constantly repeating this cycle, a loss - confusion - obsessed - isolation - cut in pieces like a pain. -
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to me how to use language to describe her florid. There, if the cuckoo, she was in full swing in full bloom, in autumn the other side, -
thought only of this life unscathed, but do not want is a lifetime of subversion. -
we never meet, but do not have similar leave. You know, this is abandoned and no one can regret the former Union,paul smith pas cher, which is our only faith. -
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the end of each cycle, will think that they have to understand, this process does not repeat. -
say it's not necessarily their thoughts. Are living,herve leger sale, not necessarily their own wish. -
we shall do the different choices in the Lethe. Consonance of the concept no longer pull. -
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climb the stairs, so Huafa Dunsheng, Hermitage deep in the cloud. Even if the school is not forgotten, but also make lifelong craze burial. -
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Buddha, everything is vanity. I said the word sorry from the heart. -
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contradictions and absurdities, the people grew, the heart barren. Deserted the, gradually the vicissitudes of life. -
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crazy with the fans, by and Wu, cross-entangled. Haunt is the Red fate, karma reincarnation. -
all unwilling and obsession, is able to use the blood and tears on behalf of the taste? Cycle in the millennium, I wait again and again, again and again struggled, and once again time playing with toys. -
Buddha,converse pas cher, lay down. I'm speechless. -
not salvation, not salvation, not even be alien to us. Knowingly ask the wrong sign, grabbing clothes and still want to worship,abercrombie fitch soldes, incense Changgui, I have been madness. -
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Perhaps this is the fate of the arrangement. Although, do not believe there is fate. -
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Bana, open a thousand years, down a thousand years, Mosaic and never see each other. Love is not cause and effect, edge doomed life and death. -
lilies that are the Tears of Blood, which I have been chewing the bitter fruit of many years, it is rather tangled love-hate the pain of instant death. -
this enough yet? Who we really waiting for the grace of salvation and wide who pity. Perhaps all this is just my invented story. -
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want to run away, is the concern. Struggle in which it is dismay. -
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no one remembers to accompany me through the years of reincarnation and the vicissitudes of life. Flowers without leaves, leaf life without flowers. No one who is, and lilies. -
even in Lethe we have changed the appearance of tampering with the experience of missing the past three passers-by turbidity in the river is still there we have the memories. -
War, where you are coming out from the light, step by step toward my moment, the tears poured out of my eyes ... ... -
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cycle with, is years long, pronto. -
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a natans, floating up heavy, and I along the other side of the flower, so lifetimes of the prisoners, helpless drift. -
in a real situation, my non-blooming, you've Yela. Yu Union and The Dream, will not be you and me. -
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lilies. Flowers without leaves, leaf life without flowers. Phase has not read the Xiangxi meet alone the other side of road. -
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always such a dilemma, life has always showed its ridiculous. -
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side of the tomb tomb, in this desolate earth ... and ridiculous ... her gorgeous crimson, her persist therein, like a sword through my heart. -
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