Words are flowing out like endless rain into a papercup,they slither wildly as they slip away across the universe.
terça-feira, 9 de fevereiro de 2016
No one is gonna love like I did
I bet you, you're gonna meet someone in the long run, you're gonna fall in love with the wrong one, who you will love I don't deny it, but no one will love you like I did
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