⊱ hundred miles c'est un forum réel asiatiquecity/universitaire basé à Séoul — une réponse par mois minimum — Avatars occidentaux bienvenus ! — Taille des avatars 200*320px — Une semaine pour finir sa présentation — Pas de prise de tête, rien que du love. That's all folks ٩(^ᴗ^)۶
Excuse-moi Nao … Mais ? C’est tellement ridicule d’être fan de moi ? Je ne suis personne
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Hae Enaë ☽ A pillow left alone and my broken heart, I don't know what to do. When I lost you ... Only full of emptiness. Yeah, I feel the cold air. The temperature has lost its warmth. Hiding in the heavy rain, I stand there without an umbrella. At the end of my tumultuous day, you flow endlessly in my heart like rain. Every day without you, is dark ...
Hae Enaë ☽ A pillow left alone and my broken heart, I don't know what to do. When I lost you ... Only full of emptiness. Yeah, I feel the cold air. The temperature has lost its warmth. Hiding in the heavy rain, I stand there without an umbrella. At the end of my tumultuous day, you flow endlessly in my heart like rain. Every day without you, is dark ...
Hae Enaë
heulim ≈ we have art in order not to die from the truth
Hae Enaë ☽ A pillow left alone and my broken heart, I don't know what to do. When I lost you ... Only full of emptiness. Yeah, I feel the cold air. The temperature has lost its warmth. Hiding in the heavy rain, I stand there without an umbrella. At the end of my tumultuous day, you flow endlessly in my heart like rain. Every day without you, is dark ...
Tu sais ce que je pense ? C’est que les gens s’intéressent simplement à moi, car je vous côtoie. Vous, les vraies stars
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Hae Enaë ☽ A pillow left alone and my broken heart, I don't know what to do. When I lost you ... Only full of emptiness. Yeah, I feel the cold air. The temperature has lost its warmth. Hiding in the heavy rain, I stand there without an umbrella. At the end of my tumultuous day, you flow endlessly in my heart like rain. Every day without you, is dark ...
Hae Enaë
heulim ≈ we have art in order not to die from the truth
C’est moi où ? Tu viens de me glisser un compliment
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Hae Enaë ☽ A pillow left alone and my broken heart, I don't know what to do. When I lost you ... Only full of emptiness. Yeah, I feel the cold air. The temperature has lost its warmth. Hiding in the heavy rain, I stand there without an umbrella. At the end of my tumultuous day, you flow endlessly in my heart like rain. Every day without you, is dark ...
Possible ? Qui sait ? Remarque ? Il y a une fille qui m’a approché par rapport à un outfit qu’elle a vu passer ? J’imagine que tu as peut être un peu raison.
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Hae Enaë ☽ A pillow left alone and my broken heart, I don't know what to do. When I lost you ... Only full of emptiness. Yeah, I feel the cold air. The temperature has lost its warmth. Hiding in the heavy rain, I stand there without an umbrella. At the end of my tumultuous day, you flow endlessly in my heart like rain. Every day without you, is dark ...
Hae Enaë
heulim ≈ we have art in order not to die from the truth
Si me complimenter sur ma beauté n’était pas le sujet, c’est quoi alors ?
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Hae Enaë ☽ A pillow left alone and my broken heart, I don't know what to do. When I lost you ... Only full of emptiness. Yeah, I feel the cold air. The temperature has lost its warmth. Hiding in the heavy rain, I stand there without an umbrella. At the end of my tumultuous day, you flow endlessly in my heart like rain. Every day without you, is dark ...
Dommage … Je préférais la version dans laquelle mon petit ami me complimentait
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Hae Enaë ☽ A pillow left alone and my broken heart, I don't know what to do. When I lost you ... Only full of emptiness. Yeah, I feel the cold air. The temperature has lost its warmth. Hiding in the heavy rain, I stand there without an umbrella. At the end of my tumultuous day, you flow endlessly in my heart like rain. Every day without you, is dark ...
Hae Enaë
heulim ≈ we have art in order not to die from the truth
J’espère que les commentaires étaient gentils, au moins.
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Hae Enaë ☽ A pillow left alone and my broken heart, I don't know what to do. When I lost you ... Only full of emptiness. Yeah, I feel the cold air. The temperature has lost its warmth. Hiding in the heavy rain, I stand there without an umbrella. At the end of my tumultuous day, you flow endlessly in my heart like rain. Every day without you, is dark ...
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