I'm afraid of walking alone on the street.
Since I always think about some things I should not care.
Acrossing the road,the persons,I just see the busy world.I cannot see how sad or happy the city is.

U should B kind to poor people,but U can't B a poor people.

Perhaps I just think about more.
I hope there is nt bad with us.

A mild condition,a mild person,a mild life

i want long hair

no sob

thanks

i mind

Don t B hurt again.
What belongs to me will not run away.

just a passer by

Who really love you will never give up easily.

Reputation can stand for how tanlent I am.It's not a condition of a true love.

A passer by let you know that you don t love him.

Neat boy