When I was a kid, I dreamed of being an adult. Chicken Stay out of my bubble shirt. And then I realized that only in the imagination of young adults had a pink life. And now, in addition to the rosy days of darkness. The gray color is suddenly mixed with black suddenly not good. There are days when I myself was not strong enough to hold. Despite the people, wearing for life, despite the time, despite all. One day, the work is not the will, the person is living with enthusiasm. The leads are not extracted for the head, there are days at the end of the sweet ball, there are days of crying is not laughing All I have to do is do what I like, I have to do what I like.
Chicken Stay out of my bubble shirt, v-neck t-shirt, ladies tee, sweater, hoodie, and long sleeve
Live with your dreams, and have never had to say two words to spend. Chicken Stay out of my bubble shirt. Road light yellow, human heart swept the mind, drifting without the shore in the heart of the city to rush. There are days of love in me broke into two. Is the day that one’s smile is not all. The discrete arms, lost and let go of hands. There are days eyes alone seeking with habits I have met here. That the place where there are two people that smile on the lips always radiant. That today is no longer with us. That we no longer have a place, Today we sit here, the old place but lost the soul. Coffee has the bitter heart more bitter, lost in the middle of life, we drift indefinitely, lost shore.