Posted by asicsning
skillfully sandwiched between the index and middle fingers, smoke seen you, exceptionally clear. we do not have the outcome? Like I said, you dream every night, more than a nightmare. was fate can not break free So the struggle, fear of hurting yourself. continue to cry. dull sound like the chest after being hit heavy issue, feel pain, but the feeling of being confined alone I never said lonely, lonely just as you and I, and he and she and I like discarded toys, battles in the rain, the beans big rain hit in the face, body, soaked coat, seen on the red peony underwear, you've never seen before flirtatious. only bloom at night I looked up, looking up your height, turbulent night, your eyes can not see you touch my eyebrows, made me fear you stroke my bare ankles in the air, but I did not feel the warmth The red rope tied around his legs, it seems you and I tied the fate of the struggle, but never separated ends of her palm rough, rubbing it felt the slightest appearance of fine lines. said the old man, the lines are too complicated for women impoverished life, many trials and hardships, she still likes his left middle finger with a ring, there was a large chrysanthemum flowers, blue flowers, is now unknown crushing material as you like flirtatious, she wore black, I sincerely love. exposed less half of the waist, white served if people think of Men always say that a woman's waist sexiest fact I prefer to see your collarbone. overly aggressive. just with her, I began to escape, I was a Tibetan mastiff. ferocious but firm. been dubbed the pet you. then you loved me if I am sure you will no longer be changed. dorm room also began to pack their bags from home, away from here, I can not help but be tempted . decisively to cancel date night, I'm going home. weather was hot, I was also a steady stream of ideas, but as Beijing's weather, expect a hearty rain. did not cry, I do not have luggage, only yourself. I remember she said to him, you are the only worried about my children here and now, I have to leave in May, from the bottom of my heart and my memory is so clear, I need to deliberately forget last night's pique. I'm lost in the dark direction, that you can give me guidance.
Posted: 5:40 am, December 7th, 2013 in New York City
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