Like the shifting sands of politics, our marriage after a whirlwind romance ended up unhappily ever after. The time we had was forgotten and the way we were was forgiven. Notwithstanding sugar pills and sleeping pills, without you I felt insecure. Would you, bethought I, make a mental note of those spats and harangues were you over the hill.
用户评论
钟铉家的小粉丝
2024-10-11 10:28
行云流水WI
2024-10-12 05:37
o幸福守望o
2024-10-12 05:30
頌阿鱼
2024-10-12 06:33
放不下8023lsy
2024-10-12 02:27