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341467 2008 年 01 月 18 日 11:48 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (0) Category: Personal Diary
a romance a girl, she's very deeply hurt, I feel the whole world abandoned her, and even thought of death. She vowed never to fall in love in this life. She told the news of a boy, so the boy began to comfort her and encourage her to compile a daily text message fun make her happy, so, the girl gradually recovering from the pain, and the past as they become lively and lovely.
a sudden,
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girl determined to find out. One day, the boy asked her to call her too happy recently Mody. Chatting chatting, she suddenly asked the boy why no girlfriend,
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