Afternoon breeze hit my face-that is engrossed in the fun daydreaming thing I do not know why can lamunin. It's that I've made a troubled past. Yes, what else if not in love. I've fallen in love ngebuat stupid rich people.
Every time I eat, his face always appears tuh, ngebayang-imagine each step I got to school, she tuh me like a star, pobud nemenin character 'I' in a dream I had. Actually he tuh chattingan facebook friend me, he tuh pobud there when I'm sad, no problem, even when I'm happy, he's there for so pobud place to share the fun.