To tell you that so many reason, because I don't want to commit the same mistake again.
Forgive me don't really marry me. Don't let me be the killer, look at your youth in my hand.If not what damn bet, you will fall in love with me.
I hold that pile of dirty clothes to your dormitory, original hope you can get them from the window, the whole remains so that I can win a box of cigarettes. Can you really let me down, the next day, you actually put clothes cleansed brought me back, made me almost lost a month of meals. I really don't want you to help me wash the dirty clothes.If not the damn movie, you don't know me.
Blame my hand smelly, from that a lot of votes. He drew a picture position in a row of girls intermediate position. As the saying goes, a woman is 500 ducks, I really don't want to be the equivalent of a million ducks women fragrance drowned.If it is not because the car is too crowded, I won't let go of you.
See you in the crowd, not a day without touching the ground, with his hands in his chest, with vehicle sway, such as the blustery, a drifting. I am with kid gloves, taking you like. I just want you to rely on the moment and don't want to give your life depended on it.If it were not for your tears, I won't kiss you.
So creepy night, your shoulders pumping animals and tears as flying. I really want to use for you, Sassafras, just an accidentally use the wrong mouth, your face is so close to me.Although I made so many mistakes, but I hope you'll forgive me, not really marry me.
I know I owe you a lot of debt, can change the way I am back to you.Please do not marry me, although now you say love the smell of smoke me, really marry me, you'll see that I have always been soot burn pants, you have to bite back and hate.
Please do not marry me, then you will no longer tolerate my night with liquor, not the end result.
Although you now say that I miss the days too.Please do not marry me, although you can now be gentle look me in the direction, and as a casual, can really marry me, you're back to regret it like all woman abuse: marry you, I was blind!
Also, please do not marry me, because I will let you have children, cooking, laundry.
Let your dusty smoke flavor, a face pregnancy spot. Let your waist thicker branches, voice larger, experiments, youth shine in old overnight.(Practice editing: zhangxing)
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