太拖沓没法打动我只记得Juliette Binoche清澈的笑容更喜欢汉娜的故事/Betrayals in war are childlike when compared with our betrayals during peace.New lovers are nervous and tender, but smash everything. For the heart is an organ of fire.
Suprasternal notch&Almasy Bosphorus. For the heart is an organ of fire. Because of a wrong name, I died years ago. We die rich with lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have entered, and swum up like rivers, to walk in such a place with you, an earth without map