man i walked in thinkin sinners gon slap but it ain’t gon do nothin but mumble it way thru two hours of slow-walkin twin-talkin soul-searchin tea-sippin drama i ain’t sayin it’s dumb but it sure as hell ain’t sharp they gon drop heavy themes like slaver...
小斑:
一种相思:
老麦:
给艾德林的诗:
鉴竹:
花地:
小宇宙:
小ro:
骋原: