quinta-feira, 13 de março de 2008

Humiliation

I need a girl to hold tight in these raining days. To talk about nothing, to scream when we want, to laugh together, to watch our movie list, to dance on the streets. A girl who is cute and innocent.
That has shine in her eyes when she speaks, like gold in the air of summer.
I want a girl to love, not to play. And the worst is that she has a name.

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