quarta-feira, 23 de julho de 2008

Why does it always have to end in humiliation for me? I'm in love with a girl who is smaller but stronger and braver than I'll ever be.

My love can go where you don't know and I love to grow, where you don't know. I know I'll always be like this until I can find the cure. If my love is my disease, I'll love you more and more.

Isso já não devia mais ter sentido.

                                             time will tell or tear us apart

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