The heart has a chip in the edge.
It does not matter, but listens to Metheny. I listen by a huge sound. It is midnight, but what is it? A room is almost pitch-black. I burn a guy of a jujube ball, a light of a れいの orange. Though it is good to have changed at a byte, it is sweet among things of the life and is not. Transportation expenses do not appear and a hourly wage is cheap and appears and is terrible. It is あはははは that the lingering summer heat seems to be severer though it is awfully cool today. Because it worked much in an air conditioner few place in August, it is right ですた in this summer that is a sauna state. What I lived for at really terrible age was unpleasant this year. But I grow with ノホホン in this way and live a long life, but it is really hard to live. Music plays with pat circle Tino → Stevie Wonder from Metheny. If I do my best and live, is there what or a good thing? It is such a feeling. Much more till now. And from this. Are all of you happy?