complex ceation which is faithfully made.

READ me and you'll know who i am and who am i.

you know you love me.

first day of final year.i ad stress.
this time,the tears no more drop down silently,was crying lk a mad howl.
nobody to express my feelings,God i know i knew me,help me kay?
so much discouragement bumping towards my day.
not independent enough? i dun think the value of independent is being an island.
talk to me dear..
nowhere to express.dats y,im here tonight.



“让我放下武装，像个孩子一样”,我希望...