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...
如火如茶:
更深的白色:
AnthonyKaen:
柏邦妮:
给艾德林的诗:
被弃用的阿灵顿:
当然是原谅她:
木卫二:
嘲风寻虫二: