My friend is in love with my brother.
You stink - stop smoking in my house!
I wonder if our pact is still on.
I'm useless (and only you would understand what that implies).
The wind is blowing so strongly, I wished it'd blow my troubles away.
Given a choice, I wouldn't choose to erase those memories, because some parts are so wonderful I could live with the rest.
If I could only see you in my dreams, I pray that I'll never be awake.
Happy CNY.
抱紧我 吻我 喔爱~~~别走*
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