This song song repeated N times, I made a decision, I leave the circle of Mcm Backpack in 2009, even if it is confirmed in the nearly two years, also had a none take in along with the gender to do things, now I want to as a professional volunteer to work in the face of Mcm Backpack. I was diagnosed almost two years ago and suddenly life was a little blank. There are so many things that don't know where to go, love, health, life, ideals... At the end of may to test the CD4, as a result, 393, the to me now policy adjustments, 500 of the following is a must to take medicine, not 350, then fake mcm backpack and I said I was going to look at and see only a month. Take medicine this thing although I very see open, but really put in front of oneself, still will hesitate. It's been another month, and I've been feeling my body going down, and it's probably the most recent month of all sorts of hectic, hectic, erratic routines. I had a cold and a fever this week, and at first I didn't want to take any medicine, but this morning my tonsils got up and I had to take antibiotics at noon. I knew a long time ago that an infected person would either live long or die hard, but the problem is that it will be repeated, a wave of a wave. When I'm good, I would want to go out to play time should be fine, add a class cast a job should be fine, then do the comatose after comfort yourself next time don't be so hard. Well, you're cheap.
I have been single for three months. Now I seem to crave love more, because fewer and fewer people are able to talk. So I really want someone to talk. The two previous relationships did not seem to solve the problem, because they did not live together, so the topic was not easy to expand, and the people who did not talk about it had been around for a long time. I also want to be friends, but I don't know how to open this mouth. Because I find that the roles that people need for each time period are different. It may be sex at a young age, and then it could be economic, social, or company. Yesterday, there was an infection on weibo that said that from the gay circle to the infection, there was no attempt to live together, so I was disappointed in the identity and life of the comrades. I looked and analyzed my past. I lived together for three years. Sooner or later a sex life is very harmonious, my boyfriend is my instructor, so also has a lot of common topic can chat together, we have the same circle of communication, these are all this relationship can be sustained for three years.
We also have quarrels, and we will make up after the quarrel. I feel that the communication between us is one of the most successful factors. Later, we all had our own house, and I often went on business trips, meeting less and communicating less. I went out of business and broke up with dating apps, infections and breakups. I still think communication is a key issue. So it's really important to analyze the communication between two people. But now, there's a guy who can talk to you very much but doesn't have sex, and someone who just doesn't have a common language. Which one would you choose? I wouldn't even choose. That's where I am now. I've met the right person, but the reason I'm not together is that I can't find someone else to support the rest. There will always be someone to comfort you that you will meet the right person. I believe that after a few years there will be written followers to sweep the tomb, can he bring the tombstone to the orgasm? Well, you're cheap.
There has been a lot of controversy on weibo, and some people have been questioning the trumpet lately. It's a trumpet, you don't have to do that. Xu is now in the mix of the gay community, there will always be the size. So how do we differentiate this? Is it often online? Have enough influence? Have you paid for a membership? Pick things, of course, is not for me, but I also want to say two words: somebody else as an attitude of how to face the infection is the somebody else to do your own thing, if you want to chat, just say two sentences, don't want to chat, you can disappear; On the road you point to a passer-by saying that a man's parents are ugly, replica mcm belt and that you deserve to die -- that's what you find boring.