If we had not met, I that I, Per**nce to Dream, and then began to run around day after day, drowned in the hustle and bustle of the city. I do not understand such a world there is you, only you can make me aftertaste,
beats by dre, only you'll let me en**nted.
If we have not met, I do not believe there is a person can never get tired, There is a one knows to feel warm. Knowing can not spend, why Dream of system? How can I deeply appreciate what is called away, what is near and far is the distance, near the bottom of my heart.
If we never meet,
monster beats, never thought you would be worried about a far away. I have a deep desire, wish you happy every day. Faint feeling is true,
polo ralph lauren, subtle greetings are enough pure, subtle longing is deep, subtle wishes come from. Although all of you can only illusory.
If we have not met, I did not know they have a habit of collecting your laughter, gather your feelings, to collect your all in all. If we had not met, I can not understand the profound loneliness and sadness, has inexplicably moved, stirring feelings of sleep with tears.
If we have not met, I will not keep a person's imagination, even if it inevitably lonely helpless to imagine, but I still insist that the dream . If we had not met, how could I understand a person's Ming is so lonely heart, but a loss of self can be released and the helpless. Tears of the vicissitudes of life, the infinite confusion, because I met you, will have a deeper meaning. But why, when in love,
monster beats, always accompanied by a touch of heart-breaking?
If we had not met, how can I know the true meaning of love there. Must be destined to dance, love, cherish the day can only sync. Can not you the same way, nor can you sync. If we had not met, I am still me, you are still you,
Casque dr dre, just miss the most beautiful adventure in life. There is a fate
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