I hear the song of the city, im in tel aviv 整天整天從窗戶向外看，街道的聲音，鄰居的動作，光線的變化，從童年開始的習(xí)慣，一開始我被帶入某種粘稠靜止的日記里，少妇BBWBBW性生话或許比普魯斯特的顏色更灰一些，少妇BBWBBW性生话里面隱藏著在一個不是家的城市里，躲在太陽下某間小屋，而世界從身邊滑過的徒勞 happiness begins with thinking about yourself, and do whatever you have to make yourself feel better my sister is leaving for Paris tomorrow. it is bad. she knows how to live 時間和空間消失，眼睛和思緒是快進(jìn)的云