Sometimes I feel guilty for listening to music that was written by someone so deeply troubled and self-loathing, and almost feel as if I’m doing something wrong by getting enjoyment out of what to him was probably the only form of escape he had from the beleaguered world in which he lived.
家用摄像头网上专卖店满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满意意满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满满意意了我是我是我是我是我是我是我是非常满意！。