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3200486 2010 年 02 月 06 日 21:44 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (0) Category: Personal Diary
dinner. On both sides of the table sat a man and woman.
I have a wife. You, like me? .
really nice girl ah, unfortunately.
Love her? Now, she should have been old and useless, people can not see the bar. Otherwise, the company's dinner, how to never see you take her to ... ... like me? Anyway, I had seen and people are different, you are very special. I do not care, even if you been in prison. Indifferent to the girls, but also because going to nightclubs looking lady, was pol.ice grabbed. Taught me a lot, I Do not care about the pros and cons,
paul smith bags, do not care about the immediate things,
paul smith handbags, try to treat people good. I was in front of her, like a child so young. Was really strange, stubborn temper,
gucci bags, I happened to listen to her words the most. As she said, to accept the reality, I know they are useless to work hard. That year, little work has been improvement, we got married. Two people, a bed, home furniture is minimal. Know? Married a year later, I bought her a ring first, saved a year's money. Of course, is maintained behind her back. If she knew, be sure to let the. The winter, she even gave me every night before bed to drink soup. That taste, and only come to her. , has 10 PM.
I can not and will not, do a disservice to her. Who lost this way,
designer handbags, convinced it! Then you can find a better man. Is not it?
men's figure disappeared into the night, leaving a woman, facing the candle, in a daze.
man came home, opened the door and went straight into the bedroom, opened the lamp.
along the bed, he sat down.
I am, I am a man, so alone ah ... ...
tears, drops from the man's cheeks, playing in the palm of the DPF. Dim the lights,
burberry handbags, filled with old photographs of the dead woman was a touch of tenderness.
label unmarried man married white woman
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