Sour
I feel awfully sour if I don't say out.
It's a great blow.
It's a form of not letting people to worry.
It's a regret.
It's a memory.
It's me.
It's us.
It's the past.
It's all over.
It's about me facing facts.
It's about me forgetting certain events.
It's about everyone involved.
I don't want criticism.
(: Ignore me. Really.
请再给我一个理由说你不爱我
It's a great blow.
It's a form of not letting people to worry.
It's a regret.
It's a memory.
It's me.
It's us.
It's the past.
It's all over.
It's about me facing facts.
It's about me forgetting certain events.
It's about everyone involved.
I don't want criticism.
(: Ignore me. Really.
请再给我一个理由说你不爱我
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