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The original poster: Loneliness turns into sorrow Views: 152 Replies: 12 Posted in: 2014-08-10 19:29:10
Loneliness turns into sorrow
Today was the first day I went ice skating, and I ended up falling really badly~ My butt is all bruised, both hands are injured, boo~ it hurts so much. I spent five yuan and got three wounds. My left hand is swollen, and it even hurts to carry things...
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blurry night 2floor
My condolences!!!~~ Scholar~ now~~~ (hehehehe~~ not suitable for children)!!!
2014-08-10 19:37:00
blurry night 3floor
Not suitable for children~~! Not suitable for children, alas~~!!
2014-08-10 19:39:43
blurry night 4floor
The scholar quickly walked to the building owner's side and softly said, 'Don't be afraid, I'm here,' then the two mouths gradually got closer... (cough! cough! cough!! Not suitable for children!!! )
2014-08-10 19:50:53
Xiao Leng 5floor
Comfort yourself...
2014-08-10 19:57:14
Rogue master@xin 6floor
The original poster is so pitiful. I wish you a speedy recovery. Hang in there, take good care of your injury, and don't go around playing.
2014-08-10 20:03:09
Rogue Handsome 7floor
Pleasing to hear and welcome to see.
2014-08-10 20:06:15
Shuiyue Yuanhua 8floor
Does your injury have anything to do with our forum friends?
2014-08-10 20:06:21
Xuanfeng ◢ Islet? 9floor
Understood
2014-08-10 20:20:03
Loneliness turns into sorrow 10floor
Replying to 8th floor: Thanks for the reminder, I won't do it next time, I won't post it in the future.
2014-08-10 20:22:41
The chick pecking at the chrysanthemum 11floor
Sigh, I discovered a creature with a sharper tongue than online usernames called: Big Water Bitch
2014-08-10 20:25:48
┟To▓Respect〓VIP♂ 12floor
Well, um, I'm a good kid, a good kid is, well, that and that... slipping into bad habits
2014-08-10 20:29:54
The lost generation of scholars℡ 13floor
Thinking back to those years, on the skating rink, who dared to compete with this old man? Wherever I passed, everyone was afraid to get in my way. Every step swayed, every three steps a somersault. May I ask the whole arena, who dares to face me head-on...
2014-08-10 23:12:41
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