quinta-feira, 5 de novembro de 2009

You see suns that never were and stare at skies that don't exist. You listen to songs that were never played and read books that were never written. And your mind is so beautiful and full. But I'm glad it's not mine.


Não imagino o quão complicado deve ser viver dentro da tua mente. Às vezes.

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