We can't play God, unless we sacrifice ourselves. Who says, anything is better than nothing. Who knows, the price of that anything. We can't change the past. Then how can we change the future? Coz what we will have tomorrow, all depends on what happened yes...
仲夏之门:
刀叢中的小詩:
Jacks:
mumudancing:
当然是原谅她:
糖罐子:
向亦异:
阿懒:
九月鹰飞: