Female or male, our most beautiful time, our purity is not aware of, we do not know the color other than white, our body's heat from the heat of our cheeks, shame as we've been embarrassed for years.
What is gray, what is ash, but we had learned from our friends who smuggled in the toilet before they rushed to see the child or the girl she liked. Some of them were from outside the classroom, some from outside the school, and some from the city outside of the first lovers in the care of high school years. The ashes would fall over us in the back, but we were pretending to be unaware. We were very big and we discovered the world without anyone knowing.
I know a woman, 62 years old, who has been married since her college years. After I blow the smoke from her cigarette one night, she turned to me and smiling. You know what? Very short-lived love; somehow Tragicomic is another event.
One day, when he was sad, he went back home from high school with his girlfriend and with two maison in his hair. He was approached by a giant like himself, hurriedly he had given a package and ran at full speed. They're severed!
It is possible to enter the house with a package that a foreigner gave away in those years that feared mother from father. They opened the street in the middle of the pack. There is a book inside and a scarf next to it. The mysteries of these two competing competing in the moment I could not make any sense I know. Then this red book has fallen to the ground at the feet of a letter: You are my childhood love! I love you.
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