And it wasn't painful and didn't want to give up, fight, memory is the worst one.
Go ahead, when the legs are cut into the blood, and the heart is no longer beating.
Go on, going steady wins the road.
But don't cry, the tears will not help.
Be strong when heavily.
NO!
I fell.
I'm tired.
Tired of being alone.
I want to see him.
Honest with yourself.