MYS 84
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If I didn't meet Umi Sarah, I might soon be blaspheming in life. Luckily I still have patience. Luckily I was forced to put in an environment that did not support me to act more than blaspheme in my heart.
The colonization of idealism that circumstances give me sometimes makes my head hurt. Seriously, I'm so dizzy with myself that makes no sense. If Mei heard it. She would immediately label me as a crazy girl.
"Elo why again, the face is bent like a stale martabak?" Mei when she said that, her mouth didn't remember etiquette in socializing. Poison was not visible bubbling up from every angle. I believe that his saliva can kill the swaying grass.
