The original 45-degree angle looking at the sky that people can pull more tragic,
Originally, I was sad about that lost in feces, as we are passing away.
Raised his head, put on the pants, I have burst into tearswater, I will be sad to want to own one begins to tear, then the pain and less pain. Everything seems like a stool by the time of the flood swept away. We are all displaced.
The original stool will be sad, and I will be sad. Which had washed away the next bubble and I pulled out of that bubble of the bubble is no longer the same.Stool, I love to look up the sky with the 45-degree angle, which is what a heart of sorrow wound ah, as if the fog normally scattered throughout the year is not open, when the stool Putt-Putt from the whereabouts of my body, but also fell into Putt-Putt the Stool,
I would feel very depressed and very sad, as if every cell of the body are lost from the body.
I do not like the feeling of a pulling end, it does not seem to like to make love once emitted,
I will stay long in the body,
choose an hour net,
then come back to the toilet to grief.