in pieces
哗啦啦的一片碎声, 满地都是心。 我在碎片中翻找我的。
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Smell of old car, sadness.
Morgue, sadness.
Family photo, sadness.
Where I am, madness!
Funeral, why we invite those people who where never care?
4 passed away.
3 alive.
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