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...
咚:
fats:
给艾德林的诗:
C.Y:
大聪:
万人非你:
朝暮雪:
动作院线:
西凉茉: