这么我似乎想的很多，可是都是一些没用的东西。。。在人海中失去了方向感，在朋友中失去了体会，在烦恼中失去了曾有的能力，在自己设下的圈套中感到迷惘。。看见了你的眼里的光芒，听见你清脆的声音，我深受你存在的美。buey pai siol. my china not bad eh o_o?
profile: reach my prismic soul
Hello, my name is paper and I am a piece of paper.
My purpose is to have people write on me and to be printed by printers.
I like the smell of wood because it smells like my parents.
My ambition is to be thrown away and recycled.