Gently hit the boy’s head, very light, very light, but gently blow, but my heart almost shattered. Boys and girls, looked at me, with regard to smile, hold up I went into the rain. Since then, I walked into between them. Sunny, the sun came out, I cover; rainy days, rain go on, I block. I willingly, because under her
Umbrella. Every time they made my eyes honey sweet words, is my tough time, almost every time I crash. It hurts  love short remote, and I was unable to restore. How I hope to see my pay, one day she’ll know. I hate boys, I always let him rain, but he never words. Slowly, I find, I’m so funny. Is
The boy in the rain, not because I am. He is to girls, he knows that the girl weak, not rain shower, so every time he would prefer to own half of the body was wet and would not let rain hit the girl who, he is willing. Girls look at eyes, pain in my heart, but she still did

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