photo is my life

Phone holders is realized a problem. Because white has no talking. White is not a phone will know something is wrong.

"Hello?" Hello white? "
"What do you mean?" Phone is you do ' sweet ... Adiba talking with me. "So what." There is a lack of girls to flirt to you? "
"NAre, adiba is actually the girl I love. "The world is your love of women 49%.
It does not matter. "Ahh ... You mean bujhateshis. I think I love her!'
'u think?'
'no, I m sure!!'
"When sure is? Only? "

"Don't you sometimes wish in the Thap.
"Aside from what you propose and adibare. Why waste your time doing "okay bye" white listen ... "
I heard before the white phone. Chest pain was started.

Everything around seems to have stopped.
For eight years I love my weakness to white might not. Because nothing in life, white was a seriously.
Today, he couldn't keep himself heard. But I love my 8-year-old what could it within 3 months, adiba again?
I never take my error.

White as an affliction, we help. Does not have an argument with the mother eating rice
Get back home late at night.
Koi ... Adiba is not all ...
White phone. Holders.
He could not be given to understand that some means.

"Hello sweet?"
"Hmm ..."
"I heard it on me or adiba fida ... Her classmate dip. My how lucky huh? "
' Yes ', your forehead is very good, "Okay, let's sleep. "Sleep? How sleep white? One thing you head down to random.
And you want me to sleep!

I already knew after my relation with adibar and white's relationship to become weak. Because love coming in contact with everyone forgetting friends. During the autumn, and so is. Give give contact numbers. It closed at a time. A few days ago that grey's life, how easily my 8-year-old friendship with a white!

With a huge pile of clouds above from berulam. Today I rain visb.
Just the place to place my visb and white. Where the third one space. The bench, that's a tree, I.
Not only white. Step tree carved in meshu
Writing. Sweet + white = meshu.
Today the place recognized how unfamiliar. So are crying. My eyes water to the must be jhum rain poured down. All around lie. The sound of laughter in quite happily.

Went to see white and adiba rain vijche. Two new love in the face of AVA shimmering.
Behind them before doing so.
Every step seems heavy. Once it is all white with the heart.

Parmuhurtei watch out for auction. It is not. White never was me. Doing so in front of ... Behind
White ... Fresh memories of ... Our friendship ...
Today's rain is beautiful!
Each fotay Serenity's stellar!