Birdy fortune-telling results _ fortune-telling birds

Unresponsive love, come on. Thin love lasts only one year.

Your poor love only gave me a year.

Pour some salt. We were never here.

If love had a taste, we wouldn't have come this far.

Me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me

My (love), my (love) .

Staring at the pool of blood and the broken veneer

I can only look at the blood between the sawdust and the gap (she can't accept the result and her hand is broken)

I told my love to destroy it all.

I want my love to destroy everything.

Cut all the ropes and let me fall.

Then forget all the fetters and let me sink.

Me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me

My (love), my (love),

This order is very high now.

This idea is so strong at the moment.

The following four sentences are what the hero did for him. )

I told you to be patient.

I told you to be patient.

I told you to be good.

I told you to live a good life.

I told you to keep your balance.

I told you to live in harmony.

I told you to be kind.

I told you to be kind to others.

I'll be with you in the morning

I'll be with you in the morning

But this will be a different kind.

But that's different.

I'll take all the tickets

I have all the tickets.

(that is, I give my heart)

You will have all the fines.

You owe all the fines.

You never give me anything in return.

Come on, skinny, what happened here?

Poor love. What happened to my life?

Suck hope in lite bra

(My love) Suck a ray of hope in shriveled breasts.

(it means praying that you will fall in love with me, too)

Me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me

My (love), my (love) .

The disgruntled load is full; Split is too slow.

The bag of bad mood is full, but it breaks too slowly.

(The hero is reluctant to let go)

I told you to be patient.

I told you to be good.

I told you to keep your balance.

I told you to be kind.

Now all your love is wasted?

Now all your love is wasted?

Then who am I?

So what am I to you?

Now I'm breaking my pants.

I lost everything.

(britches pants, slang for "gambling", for example, you bet on your britches, which means winning or losing at one stroke)

At the end of all your lines

At the bottom of your life.

Who will love you?

Who will love you?

Who will call?

Who will win love?

Who will be far behind?

Who will be left behind? Sorry, we are copying, hahaha.