Before I used to think that I was born in the fall, so after this life I will like the romantic air of tranquility. But I forgot one thing, my birthday is in July, "her soul". How much pain, pain of loss, separation ... are on these days ... People I need to leave me, who need me tired when in my sidebar, I like to alienate all but don't dare you abandon the warm ... I was trying to be optimistic, trying smiling face at all, but I can't anymore. I'm still weak, with no life, no fate famous WINS ...
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