in all these years, I have never shed a tear for her. Instead, I write about her. Bringing her back to life, over and over. Trying to understand her. Or perhaps to punish her, or just to remember, to feel, to accept, to forgive, to love
一个人的旅程:222.91.227.47
Where's William Parrish's body? 生活像散文死亡则是诗伟大的人在日常中灌注激情并追寻与更崇高与美存在的相遇等到意义之外神秘事物的光临偶尔有趣、始终得体为简单的爱情异事戴上很多的精美装饰但也并不是不能容纳下这份深度当死神来到我们都会开始反思夺不走的huayuanbaobao是宽大的青草地、一个黑皮包、桌上做成的食物与口中融化的酱料泼洒的体液和这一刻的呼吸
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