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15 de abril de 2011

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It feels fresh, new feel, don't know where to where she left her head, don't know why he almost lost control but it doesn't matter, okay.

Everything is settling...

She likes to look in the mirror, as can be seen without cry, laughs at all, she is strong.

11 de abril de 2011

She is transparent


She is broken, she is transparent, so transparent you can read her mind and over is sick. The drugs don't make her feel better.

She's feels disintegrate.

Someday will stop everything.

It is in that fine line on that tightrope, in a dark tunnel, whistling a song goes and goes and goes a bit asleep waiting for the encounter and walk with her.