YOU!

I like the dream life back, like dragging a heavy pair of footprints, difficult Trek.Familiar and rather strange crowd, repeat and familiar behavior, faint fuzzy exists only in my heart that confidence.
I forget why they came here.
Heavy footsteps of chaos and panic, judgement of reason seems a crush on a simple thought.With some examples, and Ann, wrong direction but there are games, finally a tide flooding into the strange hometown.Look around, the crowd bustling, from streaming them before me in another combination.Self-induced superfluous, frustrated, yearn, seeking, it seems that dreams are an illusion.
Memories of quietly supporting each night of the booking.
I don't have enough courage to pleasure, self-confidence as if lost in luxury corner.Picturesque seems not to himself, and even a hundred-flavor-harden in the contests, the same perfume smell less, cannot see the beauty.To walk there are crowded and pushed aside in my heart, there's no doubt everything but the Tera Gold, decided to send% 3C% 3E away all illusions of life.